[ Jack settles into the car and he likes it. It's not the Impala, but he likes the variety and Sam looks right behind the wheel. He rarely gets to sit in the passenger seat unless they're on a mission so it's nice to just be up front for no reason other than the two of them going to dinner. He also doesn't often get to eat dinner with just him and Sam! It doesn't mean that he's glad Dean isn't here, he's sad about that, but Jack as per usual does find some positives in his situation. Sam's here so he can lean on him.

He frowns and looks over at Sam, puzzled. ]

Sam, Lucifer and Michael are dead. I killed Michael myself. I'm supposed to kill Chuck now, remember?

[ It cost them all dearly that he burned out his soul in the process, but Jack does not regret killing Michael. No, he hated the man, more than his father, more than Chuck. The others are enemies but Michael was Jack's personal enemy. He spent all that time in the other universe trying to get him and then finally took him down, but only at the loss of others first. He would do it again, Michael had to die. ]

Oh. Wait.

[ It sweeps into him all at once and he didn't expect this to happen again, but here it is. At least Sam does know him. Jack knows how much worse this could be. He gives one of his very sad faces. ]

Castiel is here too, I should have said that sooner, but Sam ... he's from before I was born. I guess whatever is taking us, it's out of time.

[ The look he shoots him is desperate, young. ]

But you do know me, right? I'm your adopted son?