Herschel kept watching the pigeon pecking at the seed on the ground. There was always harmony to be had from just watching the pigeons. He stretched his head back up as he just glanced forward for a bit, observing his surroundings. Herschel moved his arms to rest them back on his wheel-chair as he took a small breath. 

He noticed that there was some youngster just on a bench. He glanced over to them as he spoke up, "Ah the spark of youth, what are you doing over here with us Zeydes? Usually kids aren't the type to hang around with us fuddy-duddies." He gave a smile as he lifted his right hand ever so slightly, and wagged his finger. "Good to see some of today's youth who can see the simpler things in life. Such as feeding the pigeons."

Reaching back to his pocket, Herschel searched for more bird-seed. He realized that he didn't bring that much to begin with. He frowned a bit, before he glanced at the youngster. He paused for a moment as he glanced at the individual, "Here for the bird-watching? Planning on feeding any of the pigeons yourself?"