[@KatherinWinter]
Brigit was at a loss. How can she communicate with this girl if she couldn't understand what she wrote. Her english and handwriting were dodgy at best so she didn't blame the girl for not understanding what she did. Instead an idea came to her, she gently took the hand that she was holding and made her hand slowly touch her face, tracing out the contours of her. Maybe this way she'd be able to know a bit about Brigit.

The girl had seemed really polite and accomodating, so Brigit thought that this won't hurt to try.