"I know you'd have helped, hell you were trying to bust me out when we got here remember?" He'd been doing the right thing, keeping her out of it and she'd never be able to persuade him he should have done any different.
But then she kept talking, about a topic he really didn't approve of, He didn't need to know that, any of that. He pretty much knew how she went about her stripping. But really she didn't need to provide the detail that only served to make him want to carry on into the club and start swinging. And there was everything else that came with the job.
"How good you look doesn't come into it. You're better than this remember. I got you out. And its not just for money you're doing this. You don't want to get involved with this war do you. Scared you might actually make some friends. Maybe even start to care about people"
She was gonna do this anyway, unless he gave her a reason not to.
"You're pretty good on computers, why don't you work with me?"