Gaila thinks, very briefly, about further clarifying that she's not just in the wrong time, but also the wrong universe all together. Very briefly. She does not feel like explaining the temporal havoc and carnage caused by a group of exceedingly pissed off Romulans, nor explaining what happened to her ship of all but a few hours.

So she just bobs her head in a non-argument, and carefully takes the nearest seat.

"Computer programming, with a minor in engineering. My interest is the more theoretical side, but I thought I'd gain some practical experience in operations first."

This time, she grins.

"I'll say this for the future, sir. Catching up on all advances in my field has been fascinating."