She rolls her eyes some, her head shaking at it all as she turns back to her work for a moment, not brushing him off, but oddly enough; showing him she isn't expecting him to attack her like she might the others (which is a big thing in her mind) as she mumbles in thought for him to hear. "So you aren't like the rest of them - aren't I the lucky one." Of course she knew he wasn't like the rest of them - from the moment she met him, she knew that much, but saying it aloud was a step more than she had ever done before she felt.

A long beat as she started fiddling with one of the wires she was messing with on the shuttle, and she is adding with a tinge of curiosity to her words. "That mean I should maybe give you a chance here?" Let you prove yourself?