Searching the bushes

Kespin was up early and ready to go.
His small bag slung over his shoulder and a leaf protruding from his mouth, he hummed a tune that seemed older than him.
The party watched him peculiarly as they broke camp.
He walked around the camp separating the outer bushes with his hands and searching as if he had lost something. Every now and then he would stop his tune and say "Nope, not there." then begin humming again. He turned to address Balar and the group. "Well, if we are to travel to this place you speak we should begin our journey. It will be wonderous to visit a villa I have never been too." He clapped his hands excitedly and looked at the giant.

"If at anytime fine Jotun, you would like to carry me on your shoulders I would greatly appreciate it. For you are tall and we are small, so watch your step and do not fall"
Kespin sang the last part to the group.