"I'm sorry." She whimpers softly. There's so much she could say, so much she wants to ask, but she doesn't.

Brigid licks her lips. "Are you alright?" She feels the need to ask that, because she doesn't have any powers. If others do, then it's individual, if not...

She really hates this place. Except, there's really nothing for her to go home to. No pack, no alpha. She needs to worry about that later. Right now, she has other things to worry about.