"Okay," Beverly says again, at least a little relieved that there's someone who'll be able to handle this better than she can. Granted, she sets a pretty low bar in that regard, but she just wants Jamie to be okay. Her own hangups here — the ones she's pointedly trying not to dwell on, and mostly failing — shouldn't have to have any bearing on what happens to him because of this. She still feels sick, unsteady on her feet, but having a task at hand helps, too. If she keeps her focus on Jamie, on getting him to the ship and to the man who can help, maybe they can both get through this.

Sniffling a little, she attempts a smile. "At least there's someone who'll know what they're doing."