[He gives him a sheepish smirk; It was worth a shot, at the very least, but at least Arthur's trying again.]
Oh. Right, yes. [It takes a minute for Eames' mind to catch up with all this, but then finally he reaches up and trails his fingers over his cheekbone, hardly daring to breath.]
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Oh. Right, yes. [It takes a minute for Eames' mind to catch up with all this, but then finally he reaches up and trails his fingers over his cheekbone, hardly daring to breath.]