It had been close, getting York out of there and back to the ship without getting trapped in the collapse of both the In-Between and the wreckage of the Silent Horizon. Connie's not built to be the bull rushing people out of sticky situations, and as she rubs at the ache in her shoulders she wishes that Maine was there. Once York's been checked out by the medbay personnel and laid out to rest, Connie pulls up a chair by his bed and slumps into her seat when she finds him dozing.

Might not be much of a comfort to have her watching over but she'll be there the next time he wakes up. Of course by then she might be hunched over in her seat half asleep herself.