Kurt shook his head and put a hand to his chest as he spoke. "Germany," he said, indicating where he himself was from. "Came here when I was.. little," he said, holding his hand out to indicate the height of a smaller child.

"Français? Yes?" Kurt asked with a nod toward Amicia. He had been to France a few times before the school trip but didn't remember much, so he was trying to remember what little he had picked up while there with his classmates. "Mon français n'est pas bon...." he said slowly and with probably a few mispronunciations thanks to his own pronounced accent. He gave Amicia a grin and laughed softly.

"People here" he said with a wave to mean the island, "seem to be from many places. Lots of people. Lots to learn" Kurt paused for a moment then added. "I like it."