"Hey, nice to meet," she said and smiled at the other man and took the man's hand. Kat could feel herself relax, something she hadn't done for a while. There was a door between her and the island. Most of her problems were a world away. You couldn't escape forever but at least long enough to have a short holiday. "Babies aren't really my thing but I'll keep it in mind for when I get bored." She couldn't see what all the fuss was about. Adults, maybe children, those were the people who had stories. Histories. They grown individuals with experiences defining who they were, what they wanted, their dreams and hopes.