She's doing her best not to react to anything, much less to the part where they got closer. To her, it wasn't the ones you were sexual with that weren't the danger. It was the ones that were able to get into a person's heart and make a difference that was the danger. She'd been able to spot those ones a mile off and they were the ones she used to avoid at all cost.

She keeps her expression schooled into mild interest. Laura busies herself with lighting up a cigarette, wincing at the thick ribbon of smoke that comes off the end.

"Was she a warden?" Her guess is yes. There was some unwritten rule for some, like Maggie, who wouldn't sleep with inmates. Some sort of conflict of interest situation, if one should arise.