As she introduced herself, Winter's eye caught a piece of paper that he'd just unearthed on his desk, that was actually trying to leap off. Forgetting totally that he still had her hand in his, he reached down and pulled the offending items back up onto the desk. Coincidently taking her with him. Mmh. The curse of the forgetful man. Letting go of her hand as if it was burning him, he turned a surprising shade of crimson. "Uhhh. Sorry about that. You might have to get used to it." He apologised, whilst trying to beat the paper into submission by putting a purple paper weight on top of it.