No, I accidentally opened a rift to an alternate universe where the Apocalypse happened when my mother was in labor. Mary got trapped on the other side. We did manage to figure it out eventually, but it seemed like a bad idea to have me practice after that.

[ There were more than a few things that Jack didn't practice at that he probably should have, but there was always so much fear surrounding what he was capable of, and what it could mean. He learned whatever he could and he is much better at it than he was in the start, and with his soul now, he can be trusted with more of it than before. But there will always be a healthy fear in Jack's heart about his powers and the damage they're capable of, what they've already done. Someday, maybe he can find a way to exist with them. ]

I'm told it takes time to learn, but I haven't been alive very long. I think I'm three now, but I don't know for sure. I was dead for some of it.

[ The exact amount of time Jack has existed, he stopped counting at, so he's estimating. And the time he was awake in the Empty with Billie counts, so he's rounding up. Jack usually feels strange admitting his age because it's a strange contrast to how he looks and also how he feels sometimes, he isn't really a child, but he has childlike qualities from his inexperience. And he's been cherished by his family like one. 'Our kid' Sam said about him. ]

I have the power of two archangels, if you could teach me, maybe I could try.