[ As soon as Eames puts that hand on his knee, he jerks away violently, so unused to the familiarity of it all. They've been touchy here and there, but it's normally on shoulders or elbows, places totally normal to touch an associate. If he's ever felt a bit warm from it, he doesn't let on since that's dumb and he's a grown ass adult.
Who totally has never had a crush on Eames. Ever.
Arthur's kept that tidbit to himself for years and he doesn't see the point in indulging even if this job is forcing the pieces to fit. Sighing, he tucks his phone in his pocket, eyeing the man across from him coolly. ]
A little concentration here, Eames. How soon is soon?
[ Carefully, he looks away, passes a cursory glance to the picture frames with well forged photos. He makes a note to replace a couple with some from his own collection. Because while most of them will hold up under scrutiny, there's a few he won't be able to fib through if he's grilled. ]
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Date: 2018-05-30 05:55 am (UTC)Who totally has never had a crush on Eames. Ever.
Arthur's kept that tidbit to himself for years and he doesn't see the point in indulging even if this job is forcing the pieces to fit. Sighing, he tucks his phone in his pocket, eyeing the man across from him coolly. ]
A little concentration here, Eames. How soon is soon?
[ Carefully, he looks away, passes a cursory glance to the picture frames with well forged photos. He makes a note to replace a couple with some from his own collection. Because while most of them will hold up under scrutiny, there's a few he won't be able to fib through if he's grilled. ]
Is that one supposed to be football practice?