"James Bond saw way more action," she assures him. "A lot of my job is waiting."

For everything. But he's distracted by something and she waits for his thoughts to come to fruition, not wanting to interrupt - yes, dresses and thigh holsters - and when he asks about her being comfortable with wormholes and aliens, she tilts her head at him and says, "What?"

Not because she's not comfortable, it's just not what she was expecting.