She closed them before his hand had reached her. She was too intrigued by this not to. And there was the arm around her, there was the feeling of safety Castiel inspired in her. It felt good. It felt right, and she had missed it when she hadn't had it.
A moment later they were somewhere else, as the hand was removed Ruby opened her eyes and gasped. He'd brought her here?. This was his place, where he came alone to think, where he'd come after everything she'd done. He stood behind her as she looked out over the glistening cityscape. It was almost humbling to think that that was LA. That was where good and evil mixed more than anywhere else on this world. The Powers and the Senior Partners using them as playthings, even her. It was all here.
"This was yours though..." she finally said softly, shifting back into his embrace. "You didn't have to bring me here" she told him, still intensly glad he had.
"Makes it all look so small, hell its almost peaceful only we both know thats not true"