Of course he was reacting like that, both of them were. She was talking loudly about blood but then its what he needed wasn't it. Just not hers. Not the blood that Sam had nee...
...That she'd thought he'd needed.
Turns out she was more wrong than anything. He hadn't needed it had he? Hadn't needed to be like her. But she'd dragged him down to the dark all the same and now here was the result of it, utter distrust from people that had given her chances upon chances. She supposed she could only expect it. It was a fair reaction. But as fat as things went here, now, Claire was right. She needed a knife, needed a way to get her decidedly less tainted blood into her boyfriend. The demon rolled her eyes knowing just how badly this could go but needs must and all.
Ruby reached down into her boot pulling the knife from it, the demon killing knife she always carried and with full knowledge of what might happen, held it out to Claire.