No, it wasn't what he deserved. Sam knew that. But it was what Emily deserved. It was what Ruby deserved, too. As far as he was concerned, the two of them could have done much better than him, but that was the last thing that he was going to admit either. So Sam nodded quietly and faked a smile. "You're awfully encouraging for someone who used to torture people for fun," he commented lightly. Maybe if he kept at the conversation in a more upbeat, less doom and gloom sort of manner, Ruby would let all of this drop. He didn't want to talk about the apocalypse. He didn't want to think about Lucifer. He didn't want to pay any attention to that gnawing feeling at the back of his head because he knew the second he gave into it he'd just wind up locking himself up in his office again with a room full of research that wasn't getting him anywhere.
He needed to be here. He needed to do this.
"Since we're talking about the future..." Sam poked at Emily's side a little and watched with amusement as she giggled. "What do you think she's going to be? Doctor?" Sam shook his head. "Nope, dentist. I think we Winchesters are due for a solid dental plan and mooching off the next generation feels like the right thing to do when her time comes."