"I'm - I'm - " Baby opened his mouth a few times before realizing he wasn't entirely sure. He had a name, of course, and he dug it from the new memories. "I'm Baby."

"Baby, it's what you call me." He grinned, excited that he'd figured it out. See, he could do this! Not suck, at the whole human thing. "Hi, Dean."

"Okay." Sam snorted and opened his palms in surrender. "Dean, is there something you need to tell me?" Hardy har, at least Sam was bemused by it.