Surprise crosses Maine's features. His lips twitch up at the corners, a smile trying to form—though he doesn't quite let it settle. He's not sure why Macaque is saying it in that tone, but the fact that Macaque knows Wash has to be a good thing.

It means Wash is here. Or at least, has been here before.

"The rookie," Maine says, a fond note in his gravely voice. "Where is he?"