[It's a kid... an oddly calm kid, all things considered. Barret tries to follow her gaze and realizes a second later why he can't — embarrassed now at his outburst, he rubs at the back of his neck self-consciously. His irritated frown fades into something more neutral.]

Don't worry 'bout it. [It's gruff, but sincere.] I was trying to take a picture of a bird for one of the "artsy" folks around here. Been looking around for flowers, animals, stuff like that. They say they're working on a project.