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arthur "angrily eats salad" ([personal profile] pointedlook) wrote 2018-05-28 08:56 am (UTC)

[ It takes Eames about ten minutes to get to the Hyatt from his apartment.

It takes Arthur those precious ten minutes to stop his heart from trying to beat out of his chest in a wave of panic. Even now, when he's sure Eames will have gotten to at least the front desk, his palms are clammy and his mouth is dry. He feels like he's just coming down from a sprint and it's exhausting.

Of course, he realizes, he forgot to tell him the room number. How stupid. Arthur hasn't made such a rookie mistake in a long time and maybe it's telling.

So he swings the door to his room open, intent on heading to the lobby to meet Eames whenever he showed. Naturally, this means he bumps into him at the elevators. For a second he just stares at the forger before registering the dropped phone and bending to pick it up. ]


Here, let me.

[ He'll reach out for the plant, which looks to be in a more precarious position. ]

This way.

[ And he knows he sounds terse just then, but in front of the elevators isn't exactly where he wants to have a conversation. Arthur leads him back to the room, balances the plant while he swipes the keycard and holds the door open. ]

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