[That's what love does. He's just spent every moment since the call from M - since her death - convincing himself that he doesn't care, wasn't in love, that she didn't matter.
It was easier when she was dead. She was the only one he'd said the words aloud to, after all. But she's hear now, and he can't just deny the things he'd said.]
I've had another offer. [It's abrupt, cool, but there's less anger in it. He doesn't want to take anything from her, be he recognizes that there's a distinct need, here, one that she can fill.]
I could use some cash. [MI6's plastic is no good here, after all.]
[Private]
It was easier when she was dead. She was the only one he'd said the words aloud to, after all. But she's hear now, and he can't just deny the things he'd said.]
I've had another offer. [It's abrupt, cool, but there's less anger in it. He doesn't want to take anything from her, be he recognizes that there's a distinct need, here, one that she can fill.]
I could use some cash. [MI6's plastic is no good here, after all.]