And there it was, Ruby had been warned this might happen. So when Dawn's head snapped forward and she started speaking a language Ruby knew from her past, possibly the only real memories she had were of old languages of magic. Old words with old power. The thing had taken Dawn over to perform this spell. This curse. And Ruby had planned for this, she looked across to Dawn and nodded, without words letting the thing that had taken over see her power and see that she was here to help.
She made it aware that dawn was under her protection here, and this spell would go well, curse the vampire that deserved nothing more than to remember his victims, remember the guilt and understand the truth of it. And also, y'know, not kill.
She focused as the Rumanian words flowed from Dawn's lips, and then she felt it, the soul. The demon she was, rarely more visible than right now. That beautiful shining thing that held so much power. She could take it, Dawn was engrossed in her spell and Ruby was a witch of some power, she could take the soul, get it to Crowley and make Angel suffer in hell. Sam would understand and she knew Lindsey would be happy about it wherever he was. Just reach out and...
No. No she knew that wasn't how things went.
Ruby let her hand rest on her stomach knowing that in spite of the urges she wasn't that person anymore. She couldn't be. She made herself look away, focusing on the herbs and on making sure nothing breached the circle. That was what she could do to help Dawn, and what she would do and the fang would owe her one.