Rebekah rolled her eyes. She had been more than polite in several of her dealings with Clint. Such as giving him a chance at a second life when his was about to be taken from him. Not to mention not storming his precious cabin and ripping that small boy to shreds. Which she could have done, easily.
"How many times are you going to ask me that question, Clint?" she asked. It was a fair question she thought. He had asked her that question at least a dozen times in the years they've known each other and her answer had always been the same. "The only thing I desire from you is loyalty. Do I have it or not?" Her voice was clipped to show her impatience with him. She had no intentions of hurting his beloved. Love was a soft spot for Rebekah and she tried not to mess with it unless someone really pissed her off. Which to be fair, Clint was good at doing.
"If you require a holiday all you had to do was ask. You've served me well for years. You deserve some time off, I'd say."