Anyone else isn't his girlfriend so she'd expect him to be turned off by the objectification. They both know that there's genuine love behind the objectification and it's Ruby's way of showing affection. The chuckle and the look in his eyes go a long way toward helping Ruby realize that nothing has changed in the months that they've been apart he hasn't fallen in love with a pretty, normal hunter. Intellectually, she knows that he fell in love with who she was a long time ago and that the wrapping mattered little; however, until now she's always been wrapped in such a pretty package. A move night should go on the schedule, but tonight she'd find the noise and colors a little overwhelming; she'd rather spend a quiet evening with him, possibly reading books to each other if they run out of things they want to say to each other. Once she curls up next to him, her head on his chest, she responds to his offer to talk to him.

"I know." She's quiet a moment longer, fingers gliding over his chest as she traces the letters of their names on his shirt. "This is the first time I've been able to trust myself in months. Something about that world...I struggled every second not to lose myself. If I let my guard down at all, the demon would win and there'd be no me left." She smooths her hand over his chest, erasing all the invisible letters she's traced there. "I'm more me here with you."