Berto had just been out to take care of a few things before the camping trip and now he was on his way home once more. He reached up to his hair and tugged his long, lucious, black hair from it's tie, letting it's locks cascade around his shoulders nicely. He twirled his house keys briefly around his fingers and then paused, slowly attatching them to his belt loop. A...presence? A familiar presence...Meh. Why would she be looking for him?
he said, turning to face her. His mind ran this way and that as he kept his strong, proud disposition. He probably should have just kept walking but whatever.