Brigid had found out that the kin'nal were going out, and were fine in the shelter itself. Well, that certainly made things a lot easier. Though, she's just short of banning them from going out.

Brigid twists her chair back and forth, trying to figure out what to do. There are still donations coming in, of course, but they should get more, especially with the cold coming.

Hearing her name, she turns and stares blankly at the young man who obviously knows who she is. Her mind vaguely reminds her he said the name Sonja, but she's still a bit foggy on the details. "Of course, come in. What can I help you with?"