"Sparhawk." He replied simply. He wasn't secretive, he typically was just wary of other street kids. He'd had to beat up several of them for trying to steal from him already. But this little girl didn't seem too bad. So far. He still would have to keep an eye on her. It was strange, though. She was the only other kid he'd seen that had dark hair like himself. Most of the other kids had lighter colored hair. If you didn't look closely, you might think they were actually related.
One could practically see the gears already working inside his head, but he didn't say anything.