She really did not mean to suddenly be somewhere else. It might be an illusion but if it is it's a pretty inexplicable one. But here, suddenly, is one human, carrying no electronics and looking very confused.
"Uh, hello? Did someone bring me somewhere? On purpose?"
"There are twelve kinds of people in the world, right? Some of them know things, some of them are illusionists, some of them do gene editing - is this sounding familiar yet?"
"That's weird. Let me think how to explain... Okay, how do you travel from one planet to another?"
"Yes. Some species have powers that might be like what you're thinking of but not most."
"Oh. All the species where I'm from have the same powers, I didn't realize they'd be different in different places. What powers does your species have?"
"My mother's species has none but Vulcans have mind powers at touch range. If there are any concepts you cannot get through to me with the translator and want to try another way to communicate I can do that."
Ew. Eww. Telling her that her father made some highly questionable and disgusting life choices won't help anything, though.
Sigh. "That's convenient. None of my species' powers can do that."
"It doesn't come up very much but it's useful as a backup option. The people we are closest to have telepathy at a much higher range; if you want to spend a little longer in the ship and have people less likely to casually read your mind, we can go somewhere else. I can block their scans but you probably can't."
"Thank you. I'd rather a longer trip to a different place, how much are you going to want for changing course?"
"...nothing? I'm not running a passenger ship, I'm helping you because you're stranded. It's completely reasonable not to want a lot of random Betazoids to read your mind."
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