And he did know what he had to do. All he had to do was kill Lilith, when and where Ruby told him, she knew the place of course, it was almost a pilgrimage, or it had been till the Angels had begun getting involved, way too risky to go there now, not until the day came when Sam was ready.
But the thought of it, of the things Azazel had told her, and the Boy King himself sucking the blood that gave him that strength right from her fingers, well it was a good start.
And it felt good.
Pressing her wrist to her lips, staining them with blood before the wound closed, and thinking with some amusement that it was lucky the body was already dead given that giving it back to the girl would have meant a slow sticky death, Ruby's eyes found Sam's again as he worked at her fingers, taking the blood from each one.
"You're going to be amazing, the only one, the only person who had a chance against the bitch, only you, she won't stand a chance."