[ Eames makes himself comfortable, arm thrown over the back of a chair like he's seen him do so many times in the past. It's different in this more personal light and if Arthur studies the broad line of his body from over the rim of his glass when he drinks, well. He tries not to be too obvious about it. He's finding that a little more difficult now, since Eames is talking about his tan and honestly he looks good. Sun kissed is a great look on the forger, especially since it seems to bring out more of the blonde in his hair.

Smoothly, he avoids commenting on any of that, instead grateful to gossip about one of his least favorites in dreamshare. ]

Why do you even work with him anymore? As far as extractors go, he's alright at best. The constant stream of chatter takes points away, too.

[ Travers really does like the sound of his own voice. They've worked exactly three jobs together. Arthur bought a pair of soundproof headphones on that first job and brings them with any time he had to work with him afterwards. Generally he avoids it if possible. ]

Not lately. Thought I scared a green architect off a couple months back but apparently she was shy and star struck over how many projections I killed on that job. She's not our Ariadne, but she's a good problem solver.