Her putting her hands on his shoulders is what puts him off guard. There's that stupid internal, She's touching me! With her actual hands! On my shoulders! that happens, and he sees the tears in her eyes and wonders what she's going to say.

He doesn't expect to be shoved. (Even though he probably should have.)

"What are you s - aah!"

He tips backwards right over the console, and when he hits the floor, instead of landing helplessly on his back, he instinctually tucks into a backward roll, so that he manages to land in a crouch.

(Wash taught them well).

The thing is, that roll puts him right on the teleporter pad with the magnets. The moment he realizes that, he looks up at her, his stomach dropping. Tears prick his eyes, too, and they glow bright blue.

His teke is heavily tied into his emotions, and that's obvious now more than ever. Telekinectic energy whooshes around the room, the bubble curling protectively around her, his subsconscious trying to wrap her up and keep her safe. He reaches towards her with his arm, and a teke tendril extends past his hand, trying to reach her, trying to stop her from working the console.

"NO!"