Typically, Sabrina was able to quickly gauge those around her and act accordingly, but so far, she had just been herself around Conners, and it was a huge relief. Putting on a front was always exhausting, and she had already had enough that night. Johns could be a real bore at times.
She was definitely impressed, and slightly more relieved that she didn't have to get her hands on more drugs, when he talked up his obvious side work and how lucrative it was. She wasn't much for using drugs, herself. It just helped in her line of work. When he stated that he'd go for the general favor, she nodded. Also making a side note that if he needed any help that night, it wouldn't count toward the favor.
When she saw what direction he had been heading in, she raised an eyebrow, but she didn't argue. Officer Conners was a busy man, and she wasn't about to pout and make him go out of his way to take her back to the Black Zone. She was just grateful to be with someone that wasn't possibly going to hurt her. Not that she couldn't handle it. Her first kill from a little over a year ago was still fresh in her mind. Hell, she was actually almost positive that it was Officer Conners that had disposed of the body for her after she had walked into the warehouse, covered in blood with the murder weapon still in her hand. Not on her order, of course. She had caught the attention of one of the elite members that night. That was when her current journey began.
Mostly out of boredom, she reached into her pocket and pulled out her butterfly knife and began playing with it casually. Swinging it open and closed, all around her hand and forearm. She knew that if he didn't like it, he would make it know, and she would stop without question. Mostly, she was just passing time.