"Yeah. You want to handle that?" Dean arched a brow. "He and I don't exactly have the same points of reference. He'd be more likely to talk to you." Dean really didn't care for his other self. So young, spunky. Far from innocent and yet...Dean shook his head. he didn't like to think about his other self any more than he wanted to think about Lucifer and Sammy trapped in there with the devil himself.