"It's okay, Cas. Dean once said it's a rite of passage." Jack replied with a sad, easy smile, one whose already had to tango with death more than once in his short years. "We all get lost and come back." At least in this family, anyway.

Jack following along, almost like a lost puppy. Looking back and up at Castiel when he cleared his throat. "Oh, okay." He replied with that same awkward tone he often spoke in. He didn't know where this place was, but he followed along.

His eyes landing on Sam when he waved as the two had come in. Happiness etched over the young man's face. A glimmer of hope, hoping Sam knows him too. He still hasn't realized Casteil doesn't, but doubts were there after the people he's already met today.

That bright smile fades some, as Jack hangs his head some. Oh, the lack of a soul would have made another blow easier but, he has to buck up. Just like Dean would have told him. Jacks eyes go to Castiel a moment before he forces up another smile. "My name's Jack. I don't think you know me yet." He spoke the words out, a hint of sorrow. He adores Casteil, he idolizes Dean, but Sam. Sam had always been the stable parental figure. The question asked to Castiel removed all doubt. Sam doesn't know him.