Yes, she will. Sam had shown up after Astaroth had already broken her, but she'd spent 48 hours fighting with everything she had until he showed up. Her power is depleted and until she was healed, she'd have to use any power she built up to heal her wounds. They'll eventually need to move because Astaroth will find them, but for now, they're safe to wait for Dean at least. Eventually, Cas will remember to check his phone, or Lucy will remind him.
Ruby shakes her head because, yes she is putting on a brave face. "It's...a five." It's probably more like a 7, but she doesn't like complaining about pain; it goes against every survival instinct she's developed in hell. "A cold compress would be good," she says, gratitude in her tone of voice.
It's an easy spell for a witch, probably a little more difficult for someone else, but she has little doubt he could master it. The blood is what makes it powerful, though with time and preparation it can be done without the blood. Blood is just a quick and dirty route to magic. She grits her teeth, hissing a little between them when the alcohol hits. It's a sign of vulnerability and trust that she shows any reaction at all. It's also a conscious decision on her part, a sort of apology for doubting him, a way to show her gratitude.
The damage Astaroth has caused will echo for a while. However, if Sam is willing to stick with her through the rough patches, they can get through it. She nods at his promise. She deepens the kiss, but keeps it soft and gentle. She needs him close, needs this kiss, but also needs the gentleness that is the opposite of everything Astaroth has ever been.
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Ruby shakes her head because, yes she is putting on a brave face. "It's...a five." It's probably more like a 7, but she doesn't like complaining about pain; it goes against every survival instinct she's developed in hell. "A cold compress would be good," she says, gratitude in her tone of voice.
It's an easy spell for a witch, probably a little more difficult for someone else, but she has little doubt he could master it. The blood is what makes it powerful, though with time and preparation it can be done without the blood. Blood is just a quick and dirty route to magic. She grits her teeth, hissing a little between them when the alcohol hits. It's a sign of vulnerability and trust that she shows any reaction at all. It's also a conscious decision on her part, a sort of apology for doubting him, a way to show her gratitude.
The damage Astaroth has caused will echo for a while. However, if Sam is willing to stick with her through the rough patches, they can get through it. She nods at his promise. She deepens the kiss, but keeps it soft and gentle. She needs him close, needs this kiss, but also needs the gentleness that is the opposite of everything Astaroth has ever been.