Some part of her registers that sound he makes, one that she instinctively recognizes as being upset, and it gets to her more than anything else has. So when his holoform appears, she stops and thinks, everything in her head a mixed-up emotional jumble of static and pain, but after a few seconds she just nods her approval and then steps around him.

The walk to Cerebro's doors is a blur, each turn taken without thought until she's back in front of that circular door. The panel to the side is still open and exposed, and seeing the source of her anxiety just sends it rocketing up again. She drops the bag of tools and moves forward the last few steps with the crowbar in her hands, resorting to the brute force method of entry. But try as she might to slip the end into the cracks of the X-shaped opening, she just scrapes the metal surface.