Ruby will need a lot of rest as well before she has any hope of facing
Astaroth, Sam thinks. Hopefully, Astaroth won't find them easily.
Everything from the unisex name he used to book the motel (Ashley) to how
close it is to an exit is different to throw off the demons on their trail.
He knows full well they're in a weakened state and their best move is to
sit still and gather their strength. His first priority is Ruby. They can
work out the rest once she isn't visibly drained. Neither of them had known
what they would walk into. The two of them are experienced enough to have
believed they could handle what clues the issue presented itself as. It is
neither here nor there that they were individually wrong. The good thing
was that they had some time and space on their side. Dean would arrive as
soon as he was able. Unfortunately for them, Cas hadn't yet answered any
of Dean's calls yet. He was more than a little preoccupied with a hot date.
They would just have to hold out.
Sam could tell Ruby put on a brave face for him and he nodded. "Okay, but
on a scale of one to ten: how bad is the burn?" he asks. "If you let me, I
can get you a cold compress."
She stops him before he can move to stand up though. The cuffs are a
hindrance, that he can agree. So he stays put for the time being. He turns
his body more directly to her and sticks his wrists out, watchful of the
spell and the steps she takes so that maybe he can do the same in the
future. His eyes widen the moment she draws blood for the spell and he
opens and closes his mouth again. The urge to say something about not
injuring herself further is something he can barely hold back. He decides
the better thing to do is show her appreciation once the cuffs come off by
touching her face with his good hand. "Thank you. The least I can do now is
bandage up that gash." He fishes for the small bottle of alcohol and before
he pours it over the wound, adds, "This will sting," so that she has some
warning.
Their relationship is completely build on trust, but even Sam is aware that
it takes time for the effects of torture to be shaken off. Even then,
sometimes it lingers like a droplet of water in the smallest crack of one's
sense of being. Communication is key. He wants Ruby to know she can talk
about it whenever she needs to, with his actions and his words. "I'll
always be honest with you," he answers, not having a good answer for how it
isn't either. The question should be why would move away from her?
Everything from his worry about where she was earlier in the day, shock to
see her hurt, anger, relief, all of it comes flooding forward when he leans
in to kiss her softly due to her state but fiercely in mind and energy. She
initiated it so he allows her the room to have it be as short or long as
needed.
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Date: 2023-10-18 10:55 pm (UTC)It was never her fault in the first place.
Ruby will need a lot of rest as well before she has any hope of facing Astaroth, Sam thinks. Hopefully, Astaroth won't find them easily. Everything from the unisex name he used to book the motel (Ashley) to how close it is to an exit is different to throw off the demons on their trail. He knows full well they're in a weakened state and their best move is to sit still and gather their strength. His first priority is Ruby. They can work out the rest once she isn't visibly drained. Neither of them had known what they would walk into. The two of them are experienced enough to have believed they could handle what clues the issue presented itself as. It is neither here nor there that they were individually wrong. The good thing was that they had some time and space on their side. Dean would arrive as soon as he was able. Unfortunately for them, Cas hadn't yet answered any of Dean's calls yet. He was more than a little preoccupied with a hot date. They would just have to hold out.
Sam could tell Ruby put on a brave face for him and he nodded. "Okay, but on a scale of one to ten: how bad is the burn?" he asks. "If you let me, I can get you a cold compress."
She stops him before he can move to stand up though. The cuffs are a hindrance, that he can agree. So he stays put for the time being. He turns his body more directly to her and sticks his wrists out, watchful of the spell and the steps she takes so that maybe he can do the same in the future. His eyes widen the moment she draws blood for the spell and he opens and closes his mouth again. The urge to say something about not injuring herself further is something he can barely hold back. He decides the better thing to do is show her appreciation once the cuffs come off by touching her face with his good hand. "Thank you. The least I can do now is bandage up that gash." He fishes for the small bottle of alcohol and before he pours it over the wound, adds, "This will sting," so that she has some warning.
Their relationship is completely build on trust, but even Sam is aware that it takes time for the effects of torture to be shaken off. Even then, sometimes it lingers like a droplet of water in the smallest crack of one's sense of being. Communication is key. He wants Ruby to know she can talk about it whenever she needs to, with his actions and his words. "I'll always be honest with you," he answers, not having a good answer for how it isn't either. The question should be why would move away from her? Everything from his worry about where she was earlier in the day, shock to see her hurt, anger, relief, all of it comes flooding forward when he leans in to kiss her softly due to her state but fiercely in mind and energy. She initiated it so he allows her the room to have it be as short or long as needed.