He shrugs at first, motioning to an empty spot on a park bench. "Go ahead." He spotted a pretzel vender not too far away, and figured it was something good to feed the ducks... or at least satisfy his human company. After a short exchange with the pretzel man he met back up with Kenzi.

If this people watching was going to take a while, he might as well ask her his question now. "...How did you get hurt? Before you arrived here, anyway." He split the pretzel in his hands and handed half to her. He sure as hell wasn't going to eat it, and his piece sat idly in his hand.