"There are, aren't there? The island's always had kids around around. Or at least it always has for me." Amy couldn't say for sure what the island was like, before the point in time she came back to. "We used to joke that there must be something in the water."
"I don't think that's a curse. That sounds lovely." Amy said. She had her garden and her classes, and she'd done patrols with her father in the short time he'd been around. "As long as you make time for yourself too. It's no good to anyone if people burn themselves out."