[ For the first day or so, she'd made a fairly concerted effort to pretend all that stress and anxiety was for the good of the whole team. But as the hours ticked by, and news came back that McCoy himself had been taken, she was fairly sure the crew was starting to get a clearer picture of just why she was getting so upset at a side mission gone south. ]

It was my fault. [ Her voice is tight, clipped. Her brow furrowed down as she stares down at her hands, grasping the arm rest at his side. ] They took you because of what I did to their tribe. If I hadn't... [ She shakes her head again. ] If they'd... Leonard, they could've killed you...