He smiled. 'That's a good question, I really have no reason to be up here.' He sighed and mused to himself, 'But up here I am, so I have to do something now.' He found a more comfortable position against the tree and took out his small flute, wiping the mouth-piece once before giving it a small blow. Glancing over to the boy he asked, 'You mind if I play? Nothing too happy, I promise.'