Kirk didn't blame here for sticking close. The entire journey there had felt eerie to him, not quite wrong, but on the verge. It made his hair to stand on end, to say the least, a slight tension always ready in his muscles. It made the trek somewhat tiresome, but nothing happened. He could not tell if that was better or worse, honestly.

He arches his brow at her suggestion, though not because he thought it was foolish. He happened to agree, given that they had no reasonable way to trace anyone here. Crystals weren't good enough - not like the comms of his world that could pinpoint signals, or ships that could scan from orbit and find a life sign.

"I think everyone's already on that page," he nodded. "No sense in creating a secondary crisis."