The child seems to give off more of an aura of inherent solitude than mistrust, so when Beth catches his attention he doesn't start or jerk back, just turns his head to look at her with large, dark eyes. The tent he's crouched at is one of the soldiers' tents, nothing particularly audacious. He turns to look back at the tent a moment, listening, then looks back at her and shakes his head. He rises from his crouch, softly kicking snow caked around the edges of his boots. No, nothing interesting here.