So much of Sam's view of John has been colored through hunting and loss and confrontation. John is glad that his family is still something that Sam wants. He would worry even more if Sam's desire for Ruby erased his desire to have his family around. It's the real John with an opportunity to keep his family together in a way that he never had back home. Sam's words make John a little more awkward and unsettled. He hesitates and shifts his weight. "Yeah...let's skip those this time." Maybe it'll keep John from making an ass out of himself a second (third, fourth, fifth, sixth) time.
Breakfast is a good idea. It will give them all a chance to cool off and collect themselves. The night oscillates between tense and awkward to relaxed and easy-going. It's a barometer for how their return to the bunker will go, at least for a little while. Ruby expects that the room will be tossed but it's still frustrating. What did they really think they were going to find? She knows because John had accused her of all of it. Ruby picks up as well, moving to her spell corner to see how much damage is done there. The way Sam gives her options softens her and helps her let go of some of that frustration. She sets aside the scattered bottles she'd picked up and walks over to Sam , arms sliding around his waist. She lays her head on his chest and just listens to his heartbeat for a moment. "I want to check the wards. I'm sure some of them are busted and weakened from...all this."
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Date: 2019-12-06 12:21 am (UTC)Breakfast is a good idea. It will give them all a chance to cool off and collect themselves. The night oscillates between tense and awkward to relaxed and easy-going. It's a barometer for how their return to the bunker will go, at least for a little while. Ruby expects that the room will be tossed but it's still frustrating. What did they really think they were going to find? She knows because John had accused her of all of it. Ruby picks up as well, moving to her spell corner to see how much damage is done there. The way Sam gives her options softens her and helps her let go of some of that frustration. She sets aside the scattered bottles she'd picked up and walks over to Sam , arms sliding around his waist. She lays her head on his chest and just listens to his heartbeat for a moment. "I want to check the wards. I'm sure some of them are busted and weakened from...all this."