Amy's smile is a bit fractured, because it's true that she's had a hell of a life, but there's two problems with that. The first being that for twelve years, she had been interrupted with normalcy, followed by another two year stint. For all that Rory sat up waiting for her, she's not much better. Besides that, the second part being that all the travels and adventures are over. "I was a travel writer, back home," she explains. "Sort of a perk of the job, being able to get out there and see everything."

It really had been everything too, so at least she's got her memories. "Moose? Like, the giant things with antlers? Don't they have a bad habit of killing you on impact?" Amy asks dubiously.