[ Something with a B, he asks, as though Arthur would need prompting to remember. It's still there, filled away in his head. ]
Berendorf. He was cheating on his wife.
[ That wasn't what they'd gone to find out, but it'd been uncovered in the process. Arthur ended up tracking all the purchases he made to a very demanding mistress.
He's distracted from recalling the rest, because Eames is suddenly adopting the voice, the dumb joke coming out easily. There's also the matter of him being so close, that smell of his cologne messing all of his senses up at once. No doubt he's blushing, he can feel it crawling up his face and warming his ears. ]
But you're both cracked. [ His jab has no heat, amusement coloring it too much. ]
We were young. That was maybe, what, a year after the military? I was practically a kid to all of you.
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Date: 2018-06-01 08:26 am (UTC)Berendorf. He was cheating on his wife.
[ That wasn't what they'd gone to find out, but it'd been uncovered in the process. Arthur ended up tracking all the purchases he made to a very demanding mistress.
He's distracted from recalling the rest, because Eames is suddenly adopting the voice, the dumb joke coming out easily. There's also the matter of him being so close, that smell of his cologne messing all of his senses up at once. No doubt he's blushing, he can feel it crawling up his face and warming his ears. ]
But you're both cracked. [ His jab has no heat, amusement coloring it too much. ]
We were young. That was maybe, what, a year after the military? I was practically a kid to all of you.