"I'm not calling you a whore." Of all people she knows, Eames is the last person who'd try to shame her. He's always been honest with her-- hell, he even helped her get higher class clients. He briefly looks offended that she'd think he would, but it passes quickly.

"What you are, love, is a victim." It's definitely an insult, practically a slur with the venom in it, "for all that brilliance and strength you've got in you, it's like you can't fucking wait for someone to use you up and beat you down."

That's the tragedy of it; she's so fucking brilliant and she's never been able to see it. And now here they are.