"They are. I don't think I'd've been able to keep this to myself for as long as I have if they weren't." Q looks to Bond and smiles. It's not his usual, sharp-toothed grin, but a softer thing. "And, save the occasional stubbed toe or splatter of solder, you'll most likely be spared any sudden discomfort."

He holds up a hand, "And before you say anything, if I have not complained about whatever you've put your body through before now, I'm not about to start."