To someone else, it might have been a lot. Even just a story can do someone a lot of good.

[Then she winces. She didn't mean to bring up any sore spots in her attempt to get some information from her. She reaches out to put a hand on her wrist.]

I'm sure they're fine. Chekov's clever and dealt with impossible space dangers. To him, this is probably nothing. And most people here seem to be absurdly competent at taking care of themselves. They'll probably come find you so we can keep an ear out.