A harder truth was that Ariadne did find Sam quite attractive. Dean had told her that finding someone pleasing to the eye was the first step to any sort of courtship ritual that might one day include sex. And Sam was beautiful. Especially his brassy, flowing hair.

But physical attraction couldn't quite overcome her sense of plain 'wrongness' over the whole situation.

Maybe it was just her. She would have to mull it over for a few days.

If nothing else, though, she wanted to make sure that she hadn't done irreparable harm to her friendship with Sam. If she was wrong. If it was just her being skittish. So she stepped forward and gave him another quick hug. "You're a very sweet man, Sam Winchester," she told him.

Even if he didn't seem all that sweet at the moment.