"We'll find him," was her immediate response to Bones, wanting to reassure him that James would be alright. But it occurred to her that she couldn't promise that, and her eyes darted to the Pike and Spock still locked in their meld as if they were responsible. Taing a deep breath, she tried her very best to calm her emotions, to think before laying blame. The last thing they needed was an inter-dimensional war between ships based on wild accusations. It was extremely, extremely difficult to try and force logic into the forefront of her mind, but she could feel the rush of worry and panic from Spock, and was determined to do what she could to try and steady him.
She reached out for Bones's arm as she passed him, fingers gripping it gently as if that was any consolation for the situation. "Be safe Leo." she pleaded, eyes once again finding Pike and Spock. Hopefully they would be sufficiently distracted. To Spock she turned, her hand still tight in his, her jaw setting in that familiar grim determination. "How the hell did he get off this ship? Someone must have beamed him off." She didn't want to say it was the mirror of their ship but the evidence was looking extremely likely.
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Date: 2009-09-15 02:29 am (UTC)She reached out for Bones's arm as she passed him, fingers gripping it gently as if that was any consolation for the situation. "Be safe Leo." she pleaded, eyes once again finding Pike and Spock. Hopefully they would be sufficiently distracted. To Spock she turned, her hand still tight in his, her jaw setting in that familiar grim determination. "How the hell did he get off this ship? Someone must have beamed him off." She didn't want to say it was the mirror of their ship but the evidence was looking extremely likely.