[ It's sweet that he cares and he's a damn good doctor, whatever, whatever. But the gears are already turning in her mind, puzzling together the tools they already have and how she might, somehow, be able to McGyver them together into something, anything that'll reach the Enterprise.

Pausing when he doesn't let go of the tricorder, she narrows her eyes at him, flashing him a smile. ]

Don't you trust me by now, Doc?

[ She winks, taking the device from him and fiddling with it a moment. Frowning, she digs into her bag for a few spare wires to connect it to the small satellite dish and the communicator, brow furrowed as she works. ]

Might wanna get comfortable. Even if I can manage to get this to work, it could be a while until anyone even notices we're sending a signal.

[ For a moment, her gaze flits up to find the position of the sun, low in the clouds and heading towards the horizon. ]

It's gonna get cold up here pretty soon.