Mike looks at the hand with great concern. Somewhere between offended by the offer and afraid as if it were a viper that might strike him. Still habit of his cover had him reaching for it before he stopped himself. It was the offer to make him comfortable that held him back. Something about it didn't sit well with him at all.

"I...um...think I can take care of it on my own." He just needed to work it out a bit more was all, right?