"So we're on an island? That's pretty cool. Does it matter who gave Father the island? Or why? Because I don't see how that matters. I mean, if we could remember anything - I know I can't and..." Keaira blinked as she looked at the stony plated brother. "I'm sorry, I don't remember your name either. But I'm Keaira. Anyways," She looked back at the first brother to approach her. "And he said - " she gestured toward the stony plated one - "he can't remember. So if we don't remember our past why is it so important to know why Father has an island and why people would give it to him?" 

She blinked and looked back at the stony plated brother before more than a breath was taken. "Oh, that's cool though. Father says we're supposed to stop bad people? Does that mean we're going to learnt o fight? Wait, do we maybe already know how to fight? Because I don't remember the first thing about it, but maybe we all do remember to fight." She gasped, standing and shaking her hands slightly like it would calm the thoughts racing through her head. "Maybe there's a chance we'll all be like super awesome at stuff and when we get to start trying it we'll remember how to do that. Wouldn't that be awesome? I think that would be awesome."