[ Easily, as he shrugs slightly: ]

What can I say? I take pride in everything I do. My job, my body. Fucking people. What's the point in doing something if you don't do it right?

[ His blue eyes meet hers, and he's smiling wolfishly. He watches her for a few seconds, hands completely still during that time... and then he looks back down at the bandages, reaching for a bandage clip to secure his handiwork. He keeps the hold on her wrist, even though he's done. ]

Relax. How's it feel?