He was being so gentle with the now dead girl, leaning her against the side of the car. It was all confusing in some ways, Ruby was learning to see her as something other than just the meat she'd been trapped in, but a living breathing girl that was dead now because of her. Like so many others over the years, all the lives she had taken, all the potential she'd snuffed out and why that was a bad thing. She was learning, from Sam mostly but from everyone here, how she needed to think about those people. Not that she let herself dwell on it, she thought it might destroy her if she did. She wasn't human, she didn't have the same emotions anymore, not all of them anyway. Though she hadn't thought herself capable of love until Sam. So maybe guilt. Maybe it would find her. "...We don't have to burn her, look at the body, no demons gonna want that. We call, we let them know where it is, make sure your prints aren't on her and then that family have something to bury that still looks like her. I've taken that right from too many families. Lets not take it from this one"
As he broke the trap and helped her out of the truck Ruby had to admit, seeing him like this worried her, bothered her more than she cared to admit. He was supposed to be the strong one wasn't he. "Sssh" she coaxed once she was on her feet, and raised her hand to his cheek lowering his head till he met her gaze. "You don't need to say anything Sam, there's plenty of time for that later, you're here, we're together, and we'll deal with the rest okay?" She couldn't resist giving him a soft kiss, just wanting him to know that whatever had happened, whatever Meg had done. This was her. This was them. And that was what was important. But he was right. They needed to get out of here. "Just get the body and we'll go"
She was still looking at the girl as she spoke, waiting, wondering what exactly she was supposed to think about it all and more worried about Sam than any of it.