While Jacks covered the distance, M stayed inside. She kept track of time by following the progress the sun made on the sky, as all wastelanders did. Every little moment felt like forever to the girl, and she kept thinking about the events that had transpired shortly before. The Sentinel's plan, his words about loving her, about the dream... It was all very confusing.<br/><br/>And how did this love thing work anyway? What did one have to do? How did one behave? She took a deep breath and tried to stop thinking about him. It had felt good to be in his arms. But that was wrong. He was a Sentinel. A robot. Shaking her head, M sat down at a point that gave her a nice view of the door and waited.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>The marauder who was calling out for Joe didn't notice anything different - yet. As he approached Jacks, he punched his shoulder. That was pretty common among marauders. "Hungry, are ya? Well, that's gotta wait. Boss wants to see you, and you know better than to keep Hector waiting, man."