Confusion shifted quickly to dawning understanding at Ben stared an apparently very pissy Ruby. Oh, wait, he knew what this was about. Dammit.
Sighing the sigh of put-upon men everywhere – for a demon, she could be such a damn girl sometimes – Ben got out of the car Dukes of Hazzard style and jogged over to where she was standing.
"Oh, come on, Ruby! What're you pissed at me for?" he asked, offering her a playful pout that his heart wasn't really in, "it's not like everything Grandpa says is the same shit everybody else is thinking. I wasn't thinking it, that's for damn sure."
He knew Ruby and even after all these years, she still needed her confidence boosted when John reminded everyone that some people would never forgive and forget.
"You don't have to go all solo-demon-of-emo on me because, one, I think you fucking rock and that should be enough, and two, and because I need you." His expression grew serious again. "You know I do. Somebody out there has answers and I'm not getting them on my own."