"One of them. There were two behind you. I only knew your name because someone in the dream said it." Brigid admits. She fidgets with the ragged ends of her hoodie. "I should speak to him before I spend too much time here. Let him talk to my Alpha. Talk to my Alpha - since he doesn't know where I am."

She's babbling. "Sorry." She doesn't know what else to say. "If you could introduce me, I'd appreciate it." Brigid sits there uncomfortably for a moment. "Oh. Stay here!"

Without looking, Brigid dashes across the street to her car and roots through a pack for a moment. Another dash back, and she hands him a notebook. "Here. This is everything in my dreams. You, the others, what happened. I kept it as accurate as I could."