He's adorable, she thinks, the way he's so altruistic. Odessa wonders where her handlers went wrong with her. "Not enough people like you in the world," she commends. She's certainly not one of them. "I'm glad to be working together."

She considers warning him to stay out of her head, if he experiences what people feel, but... Either he'll be able to figure that out on his own, or he'll find out the hard way. Instead, she offers kind of conspiratorial smirk. "I kind of need to be a bad girl and sneak out for a cigarette." She holds up a placating hand quickly. "I'm quitting. Honest. Stress, though. You know how it is. Anyway, you want to join me?"