Faith was telling him what he had been told a hundred times over. Work together. Be a team. Go at it the old fashioned way, just like Dad had taught them. Every time someone said that to him, Sam couldn't help but feel bitter and rebellious. Seeing his brother get ripped apart as a result of going at it the old fashioned way sort of made it hard for him to see reason when people told him that it was the right thing to do. Then again, trying to save the world by drinking demon blood and killing someone who actually turned out to be the final barrier between Lucifer and Hell also wasn't all that great. So where was the middle ground, exactly? Standing around and doing nothing? Hoping for the best? He already did plenty of that.
All of that was a frustrating flurry of confusion. Sam didn't know how to respond to it, so he chose to look down and awkwardly shrug. The scent of the pizza was tempting him, but he couldn't bother with it until he settled things with Faith. It needed to be talked out. They needed this conversation. Even if it was painful to endure.
They could agree on one thing, however: it wasn't smart for him to chase after Ruby on his own. Bad things would likely come out of it as a result. Nodding, Sam leaned forward and placed both his elbows along the edge of the table. He didn't say anything for a good moment. He needed to think. Figure out a way to do all of this without it going badly. When he seemed to reach an ultimate decision, Sam turned to face her as much as he could, hand moving to grip at her own again. Ignoring all of the protests that he had learned to automatically build in his head over the past few months - both he and Ruby had created them, in fact - Sam nodded again and said, "Then help me. Make sure I don't go off the deep end again. We can do it all different this time, Faith. There doesn't have to be anymore secrets. Not anymore." As hard as it would be to have Faith in the know, it was for the best. He didn't like the fact that he was going to let her in so deep with what he was used to hiding from the world, but she deserved it all after everything he had done. "I don't want to push you away. And I don't want to lie. So if you help me, you're in. All the way. I won't keep anything from you, Faith, I swear."
It was reliving to find that Faith understood. Maybe not entirely, but she was willing to take this on with him and that was more than he could ever ask for. He had feared that she would have banned him from talking to Ruby entirely. Then what would he have done? Stewed in his own thoughts and fears until he became an overly paranoid wreck? No. This was the best way to approach it.
He squeezed Faith's hand a bit more, looking up at her with honest eyes. "You can read our conversations. I could alter the filtering program on your computer so that you can access anything between myself and her. If this makes you feel more comfortable about what's going on, I'll do it. And..." He looked down at their fingers, shrugging again. "Maybe an outsiders perspective won't be so bad."