Kayla just stood there and nodded when Mark said she needed a friend. Sometimes Kayla would speak in notes to others if she trusted them. It had become habit for her to have a notepad and pen handy if she wanted to "speak" to them.<br/><br/>She watched the exchange between Mark and this man who obviously worked there. He gave her the creeps, she didn't like something about him and couldn't put her finger on what yet.<br/><br/>Jessie held Kayla's file, ready to present it to the gentleman when it was time to hand Kayla fully over to them. Once more Kayla didn't cry or object, she just stood there silent, watching. Her mind was working in overdrive, but not a single soul would ever know that.