She senses that and in his position, she'd feel the same. In some ways, it's a bit like when he returned from being soulless.

At least Dean managed to keep it somewhat in check. He really should have picked up on the smoking as well (though maybe he figured it was an acceptable vice given the circumstances). Even when they start toward the bunker, Ruby stays close, her arm wound around his waist, her hip pressed against his. Her brows go up at the new information. "I guess there's a lot to put right."

Once they get inside, Dean shares those new details and begrudgingly admits that he's glad Ruby is back. Instinctively, he lets them know there's food in the fridge, but he's aware they need some time alone.