"Oh thank you, I've always thought so." Phillipa glanced over toward the trees and scrunched her nose. Not that she wanted sand getting more places than it already had, but leaves probably would stop it much.
"I certainly have no idea, but I'm trying my best not to panic." For one, she had no idea how to make fire without her wand. Two... she had no idea how they could possibly get off the island considering they had no idea how they'd gotten there. "Fire, a place to sleep that's not in the middle of the beach in case we're still here come nighttime?"