Niesha looked up at Mana, but returned her attention to Scree in a few seconds. He seemed quite distressed, but whether that was because of her treatment, she didn't know. As she continued doing what she was doing, Scree seemed intent on communicating. 

The map seemed clumsily drawn, but Scree seemed intent on showing it, and on where he had obviously been. She glanced at the map, and the followed Scree's gaze to the window. He seemed to become more distressed, and obviously didn't realize he was on the ship.

"Hey, hey. Scree. It's okay. O-Kay. I'm Niesha" she pointed to herself "Niesha. You're on a ship. Flying" no matter how foolish it made her feel, she flapped her arms in the universal movement of flying. She continued to try and ease whatever pain Scree might be in, but it didn't appear his injuries were serious