"Hi," Emma repeats sort of dumbly. This sounded so much better in her head; it doesn't really translate well to real life. "It's been all right, actually. There aren't hunters on my tail," though she's heard things about the Militia, it isn't quite the same, "and there's... Marty." Ask (silently) and ye shall receive, apparently.

Expanding upon that simple statement, "The sorcerer I was freaking out about in the video when I first got here... That's my brother. Maybe that at least gives some perspective about my state of mind." That's almost like an apology, right?