Amy's experience is that wounds don't equal weakness. She's seen too many people be knocked down without being broken and it's only given them a chance to get stronger in new ways they didn't ever expect. "That's rubbish," is what she says bluntly, pressing her lips together as she realises that she wants to go give some old squirrels a piece of her mind, not that it's going to do anything for her.

"What are you going to do with it, then?" she asks curiously, seeing as it's not like this is a normal thing, randomly adopting a squirrel, of all things. "How do you adoptive mother a squirrel?"