[ There's a long moment without a reply as she circles around the end of her row to meet Jim in the next.
She gives him a long, considering look, then glances back at the stasis pods, clearly weighing a decision in her head. Then: ]

...then I'll stay.

[ Welp. Protective mom streak a-go-go, baby. Urbosa shrugs (as if to say "it's no big deal") and settles a hand on her hip. ]

There are no other commitments to keep me from guard duty until something can be arranged. If nothing else, the peace and quiet will be a nice change from the usual.