"It's not begging," Sam insisted, "they're all your friends, aren't they? They know what you're going through. They'll probably want to help you." Some of them had asked if there was anything that they could do upon finding out about Ruby's new state of being. Sam hadn't known then, but now that he and Ruby had talked tactics Sam figured they'd be more than okay to show Ruby the ropes on everything she needed help with. He didn't get why Ruby was being so weird about it. Was it a pride thing? Did she not want to ask for help...?
"Well, to be fair, you're already really old..." Not physically. Visibly, anyway. Sam didn't know if the demonic essence changed in any way as far as age went. He might have been something of a demon expert, but he wasn't that big a demon expert. "And, yeah, eating - it's kind of important. But don't worry, you've got me to keep you on track." Which meant that Ruby would be reduced to eating health ridden meals most of the time, but it was something that Sam generally encouraged for her half the time anyway, so it wasn't like him pushing a plate of vegetables under her nose would really be too big a deal. Of course, now Ruby had to eat them, so maybe it was in her eyes.
Fortunately for Ruby, before Sam could start in on a health food lesson, she let him walk her to the next room over. Once they'd settled down, Ruby resting against his lap, Sam brushed a hand through her hair and quietly told Ruby that everything was going to be fine. "You'll get through this. I know it's not what you want and I know you didn't expect it to happen, but we've dealt with all kinds of crazy before, haven't we? Remember that time you got turned into a vampire? Would you rather be that again?"
Sam scooped the whiskey away from her, hoping to slow her down a little, and took a drink from the bottle. He couldn't help but think about how surprised Ruby had been when she had taken her own first drink. The sting of it wasn't so bad, because he was kind of used to it, but Ruby had been genuinely thrown off by something that should have been pretty simple for her. What else was going to make her stumble where she usually strode?