"I'll pay you." I insist.
"Right, right, you will." At that, as he starts turning around to walk towards the attendant up front, when he suddenly seems to think something that curves his lips up in an uneven way to display a mischievous smile, hidden under the angry mask, but still present in his voice when he turns back and says:
"Pay, don't pay me, is just money anyway, but how about compensating me for saving your life uhm?" That is far worse than just money, but yet it seems as he is finally stretching his claws out by wanting something in return, and having him show his true colors actually sets me at ease, for I can finally settle everything down and be done with it.
"…I will pay you."
"You just keep saying that, but how can you pay it back? Saving your life… it will be very expensive you know, since you are only breathing here and walking about because of me."
