Zoey easily kept in pace with him, listening to her own music with one ear and listening to everything else around her with the other. She walked up to the edge of the park and paused, scanning the area. Being a school day at just barely noon, the park was quite empty, save for a few young kids and their parents, as well as much more aged humans. The small pond was reflecting the direct sunlight, making it seem white. Most of the benches were occupied and a large willow tree cast its shadow over the ground in the even less populated area of the park.