"It's sort of my thing," Odessa asserts in the same breath as a husky chuckle. Caution is for people who don't intend to die young. Not that Odessa intends to die young, it's just that she's long considered that an occupational hazard, and thus a strong possibility.

Her thumb strokes absently over Irene's cheek, enjoying the proximity for as long as she'll allow it. Odessa has long decided that no matter what they may be doing, it's always Irene's decision whether they'll continue on, or for how long. "You remind me of someone I used to know," she admits. "That's another thing I'm good at." At first it seems like she might not elaborate, opting instead for one more kiss, but she keeps it brief. "Blurring the lines of professionalism. But I'm not sure if that's what we're doing here, or isn't it?" It isn't as though Odessa's ever tried to strike up some sort of relationship with someone she's been paying for sex before.