[Rather than looking for someone, Jara is looking for something--to be specific, a safe place to sleep when night rolls around. He doesn't trust any of these human buildings--they're too fully enclosed, too hard to escape from. They remind him too much of a cage. No, what he really needs is a good, solid, tall tree with long branches and lots of leaf cover. Some of the trees in the park look promising..... but what is that little black thing?]