She didn't say much more to him. But they exchanged glances. He knew how she felt. So he didn't pry. He knew also that she didn't know that he knew. But him knowing was enough.

One time she smiled at him. He smiled back. She opened her mouth to say something but decided not too.

He could tell that she was about to ask about her. The girl out west. Marc now knew his name. 

Imogen Howe

. He knew that this McKayla here and now was going to ask, "Do you know Imogen? Do you know where she is?"

He wouldn't know how to respond. He was glad she didn't ask. He would continue to come back into The Sparrow for the next few days. Maybe even a few weeks. He hoped that the two of them could talk. She could learn about him. Not because she felt his feelings like he could with her already, but because they would have enough conversations, do enough things together.

That would be nice Marc thought. He was looking forward to it.