[ Yeah, no. That's a line crossed there Mikasa. It raises his hackles enough that he tenses up. ]

Listen, [ The word comes out harsh, annoyed, and he turns to face her, looking serious. ] I don't need you to pay for me, and if you're going to offer it so easy I don't want to wonder what you'd have me do to pay you back, so save it.

[ And to be honest, despite the money the Maeve let him keep after he took clients, he would feel a hell of a lot more free paying for himself by making an honest living anyway. Nevermind that his mindset is still to be cautious, in case Mikasa wanted him to pay her back in ways he was more fluent with now. Even though rationally he knows she can't possibly know that detail about him yet, if ever. ]