That's why I was asking, yeah.

Alright, I'll ask. 

He doesn't visibly do anything.

She waits. Presumably he knows what he's doing.

You can go closer if you want.

Okay, cool.

She does that.

And a very very large dinosaur swings its very very large head over to get a look at her and does not eat her even a little bit.

Eeeeeee.

Can I pet--him? Her?  I don't know what gender it is.

Go ahead. 

She pets the dinosaur in a way that manages to combine "enthusiastic" with "trying to be careful not to disturb it."

It seems to barely notice she exists.

Yeah, that's fair.

Eventually she comes back. "That was great."

"I'm glad."

"Thank you for asking permission for me."

"Sure. I want to stay out a while longer."

"Sure!"

He stays out until well after the lights have changed, perfectly still, watching them with total delight.

Awwww.

And then they can head back in.

"Next time I'm bringing paper and something to draw with."

"You draw?"

"It is among my mediocre talents."

"It is a good place for it. We could come back but there're so many just as nice, to see -"

"Right, I meant next dinosaurs, not next time we see these ones."

"Tomorrow, first thing."

"Awesome."