He looks back up from sweeping at that. Bored? Who's gotten bored? For a minute, he actually thinks about it, turning over the volunteers he knows in his head. He can't think of anyone who walked away from this because of boredom.

"No one I know of," he says, with a shrug. "Everyone I've asked over here is still here."

It could change, though he's not sure it will. Not with the stubborn types joining him here.

"Me? Well. They needed someone, I was around. I like helping out." Another shrug. "I guess I've always had a soft spot for kids who need a hand."