She wasn't sure what he meant by... a thing. But she was hardly about to let that stop her. "Is that really how it sounds?" she asked, crossing her arms.

It would be so much easier if the had any clue what in the world he meant. Want... what to be a thing? The vashta nerada being here? His psudo-flity comment about the space suit? Well, she appreciates that he tried. His reputation? Staying in this room? Or given that this was the Doctor, could it be something else entirely. Usually she was perfectly fine with playing the game, figuring him out. But now, she just wasn't sure, and was concerning, because she didn't want to ruin the surprisingly wonderful way she woke up, and what had been there, then.