[ After donning her proper uniform and doing her best to hide all physical evidence of her minor emotional breakdown, she speaks with the captain. He's tied up with something at that precise moment, but he'll meet with them shortly. She sends him the room James has been moved to, that information courtesy of Chapel via a message on her PADD, and then she says screw it to anything else that might possibly try to pull her attention away.

With her PADD in hand, she heads back across the ship to Sickbay, the private recovery room just off the main facility. That seed of dread has bloomed in her gut and she feels almost sick with it, her steps faltering as she reaches his room. Pressing her roiling emotions back down where they belong, she takes a deep breath and opens the door, the whooshing sound feeling like a knife twisting in her stomach.

Honestly, she probably looks as terrible as she feels. She can tell that she's doing an awful job of hiding her exhaustion, and even Christine will be able to tell that her mood is off. Her usual professional demeanor can only explain so much of how close-off she's made herself, and how flat her voice sounds. It would have been better to put on an act but she just doesn't have the energy for it anymore. ]

Thank you for your assistance, Nurse Chapel. May we have some time alone? Captain Pike will be joining us shortly, and there are some things I need to discuss with Captain Kirk before he arrives.

[ She thanks the stars that her friend doesn't question her. About any of it. ]