"I'll never be him," Sam said, words coming out slightly muffled against her mouth as he kissed her, "I'll be me. Sam. That's it." Not some King whatever it was that they called him. That wasn't him. They both knew it too. Ruby loved him, she had to know that he would never turn into something like that. For a fraction of a second, Sam worried that it was a concern of hers as well. Did Ruby fear that he was going to turn into some kind of monster? Did she and Dean have more in common than he had predicted? Sam lifted his chin back, looking down at her nervously.
"You trust me, right? I mean...you don't think I'll go darkside, do you?" His grip on her loosened, both mentally and physically. It was a big fear of his and he didn't voice it very often anymore. They were doing dark and dangerous things. As much as he believed in Ruby and her ability to teach him to walk the right path, Sam still feared that he would lose himself to the dark he was playing in.