[The voice on the other end was shakey, but steady. It had been a couple days. Vira-Lorr knew that something was up after her freak-out session at the Doctor over the new years kiss she actually ended up having. She wasn't entirely sure what, but she was sure of one thing. It involved touch.]

Terrible, Max... [Pause.] Which has nothing to do with you... I think something's going on, and it seems to happen every time I touch someone. So, can we... can we keep this to the phone for the moment? Please? I do ... I do not want what I'm experiencing right now to involve you. Gods, no. I don't think I could handle that.

[The thought of hearing what was in Max's head was both tantalizing and enough to make her want to lose her lunch. She was scared even to be in the same room as her or Chloe right now, and it showed in the quiver of her voice.]

Yes, I'm on the ship. First class actually.