"Wait, he's on Earth right now? Has he tried contacting Starfleet? If something happened to the Enterprise, they'd be able to put him in touch with wherever Jim is now, or at least send a message."

Please don't tell her that Felix is trying some crazy dangerous magic instead. Figures that now he would rush in recklessly, instead of talking to Jim all those months ago at the Halloween party. She won't even entertain the idea of Jim being hurt. Ships get damaged, but people get rescued from them. They don't fall out of contact because they're stranded in a signal-blocking nebula, or falling into the event horizon of a --

She swallows, hard, and tries to push the worst case scenarios from her mind. "Is there something I can do to help?" she asks, nearly pleads. Anything to keep herself from falling back into useless worry.