"Yeah," Sam said. "I know. He told me all about that and the Men of Letters, and how we should've been legacies. He taught me some magic, like how to enchant notebooks to work like cellphones for text messages."

The words came spilling out, because he hadn't ever really been able to talk to Dean about Henry before, because he'd been so hostile.

"You wouldn't give him the time of day when you were here before." So yeah, Dean was older than he'd been and all, but what else had changed?