"That's true," she agrees. "I guess I'm used to having computer access on my ship, no matter what else is going on..."

Crookshanks' grumble melts her heart. Luckily she has some more furry friends to visit, otherwise it'd be harder to say goodbye. "Anytime, Hermione. Here, um..." She digs around in her messenger bag for a paper and pen, then jots down something before passing the paper to Hermione. "That's my contact info, if you need to send me a text."