( the silence rings a few seconds before she turns her head and notices the offered message. huh. well, not was what she was expecting, but hey. why would it come up in conversation, anyway? she nods at the texts but her attention returns to Red's face when she answers. )

Red, huh? I have a friend that used to go by that. ( really long story, don't ask. she offers a tired smile to the introduction, though. even though she seems visibly weary, Emma is trying not to let that completely wear down her mood. ) Nice to meet you in person, too.

( her office door is the only one hanging open, and she sweeps in and leans on her desk, and nods toward the pile on a chair near the door. ) There you go. Take as many as you want, the more the merrier. ( she had not been joking about the mass quantities, clearly; there's at least thirty stacked into the chair, all different colors and patterns and decorations, but all dreamcatchers nonetheless. )