It'd be stupid to just put them in plastic bags, because she had no idea what they did with the garbage here. What if the wolves got into the garbage. She felt sort of bad thinking of them that way, but her experience back in her world was not. It was not okay. "Should probably burn them. Just to be safe. They can't benefit from eating ashes," she said as if he'd been following her train of thought.
When he said the word Backpage, her attention shifted back to him. Her bright blue eyes focused, clearly curious as to what his explanation was going to be. Then he laid it all out and her brain came to a screeching halt. How did you respond to something like that? A ton of questions popped into her mind and she opened her mouth to ask one before closing it. She opened it again to ask another question then closed it again.
"You're a prostitute?" But he couldn't get a regular date? Then again, they were paying to cut him up. But he seemed really cool! At least, she liked him. "I have so many questions."