"It wasn't anything specific," the boy admits. "I just thought you might be. You don't seem used to the Arboretum."

He glances about taking in the trees, the small decorative pond, and the strategically placed rocks. He finds this place is rather peaceful. "I come here a lot. The trees are nice and there's room to play with Bernie."

The big dog that is mostly asleep on him. The animal stirs but it seems that Bernie cannot be bothered to investigate a few person.