Oh no. No no no. That's not how transactions work. I don't owe you jack. You hired me, I did my job, I got paid. That doesn't place me in your debt, that's business.

[ You know, business? Rufus is supposedly very big on that sort of thing.

With no ceremony, Alec un-slings his bag from his shoulder and shoves it at Rufus again, giving it a little shake so it jingles - whether that's the ungodly amount of metal hanging from the clothes inside, or the gil still sitting in the pockets is up for debate. ]

If you want cash, you need to earn it just like everybody else. I am not your bank.