"Worked for you," Sara pops off all airiness, and even a little dismissively calling him on the irony of his words, as she turns toward one of the consoles. Nothing like actually dismissing him, given there's no finiteness to it, in that question at the end that couldn't really have any other answer could it?

Sara's not looking for puppies and kittens to adopt,
but the Waverider attracts certain types like it's a magnet for it.

She can't really complain. She found her place, when she'd never known she could have one.
Had both died and been reborn certain that was off the table for her entirely after her choices.