They can be raccoon eyed twins in the commiserating contest no one ever actually wins and everyone loses including losing more sleep. The captain is in his ever present uniform when he PINpoints to the Nexus, but his hair's a bit of a mess and he's as pale as a man awake for thirty-six hours and counting will find himself.

Spock had offered to come with but had just been waved off. He needs to clean up because they're going to have a guest, shortly.

"Adia...? Hey." Confusion colors his voice, makes his words unsteady and slow. He knows how much like hot garbage he looks, but Adia looks tired down to her bones too. Did something happen while he's been off freaking out for the last several days?

"Are...are you okay?"