[ Whether Rufus takes the bag back or not, Alec lets go. Let it hit the ground for all he cares. It's not his million-gil duds in there. ]

If you truly think I'm that useless, you wouldn't have called me in the first place. I'm not your friend, not your bank, and I'm not lending you money. Not now.

[ Which would imply that he had been thinking about it, until Rufus went and pushed all the wrong buttons. ]

But the fact of the matter is I'm all you got. You're not gonna find a whole lot of sympathy down here, so the sooner you learn you're not the one calling the shots, the better off you'll be.

[ He jabs a finger down the street a ways, at one of the many shops all crammed together, sign swaying lazily in the midday breeze. ]

Weapon shop's right over there. Go get yourself armed.