"Spoken like a true dad." Dean grinned at Teague and shook his head a little, blinking and grinning when it paid off. He chased after Teague, quick to stay behind his friend to make sure his friend remained safe. "Sister. Your sister, kiddo? Whose sister? I know it hurts like heck, but anything else you can give us." He looked around for any journals or newspapers or books, anything that might have some sort of information that was more specific.