It's solid. [not that she knows what a "condensed energy shield" would feel like, but she knows touching the dome is like feeling a wall. at his suggestion, she nods] Okay, that sounds like a good idea. I could stay after my next shift. [since she doesn't want to imply she'll be doing this on work time. she's sounding a little hopeful now, though--not that she expects to run into anything exactly like the dome, but she's glad that there might be something useful she can do here that could help Chester's Mill]

[but at that statement, her eyes widen] Wait. You don't think a missile is going to be enough to get rid of the dome? [after all, missiles make short work of buildings, too. she's not sure what makes him sound so certain]