That's really what I would be apprehensive about. I'd expect them to stop sex work if we were in a relationship.
It's like driving. When you hit a red light and stop, you get no anxiety if you are driving, you know exactly how and when to stop and trust yourself to do so. When I'm the passenger and someone else is driving, I often get a lot of anxiety when they stop because it feels like they don't see it or aren't stopping fast enough... yet they always stop fine. In their mind, they can stop literally whenever they want. In MY mind, I'm wondering if they even know how to stop or if they will. If I'm sitting passenger, I often find myself pressing my foot where the break should be when they are stopping at red lights. It's a weird anxiety I have.
That's a decent analogy as to how I feel about it. I would trust myself to stop, but it's harder to trust someone else.