[ Truthfully, the question doesn't shock him. Isn't this what Eames does on a regular basis? He gets under people's skin so he can wear their faces, their mannerisms, their entire persona. Arthur knows that's not his aim here, but it's pointed nonetheless. Effortless in how he hides the edge with a softer tone and a flash of a smile.
And then he's left to consider the words, fingers idly turning his coaster over and again.
They're close, aren't they? Working together for as long as they have; there are things they know about each other that no one else does. It's different from his relationship with Cobb, weighted in parts of his mind and chest he doesn't want to think about usually. Maybe it's time they stopped dancing around it. Dreamshare, after all, doesn't normally have a long work life span. ]
You could know more, if you wanted. [ He says, not quite tentative, when Eames comes back. ]
( Hope is a terrible thing and usually Eames likes to ignore it altogether. He's had far too many mishaps, far too much disappointment in his life. He can be practical, and he can wing it with daredevil gungho, but hoping is useless. Unfortunately around Arthur it tends to bloom sharply. The offer, such as it is, makes something flip over in his stomach and when he smiles this time the edges have been rubbed away. )
I'd like that.
( He doesn't press for anything, not straight away at least. At least they've reached an agreement on trying more. Instead Eames sips at his beer and watches Arthur from across the table. )
I saw the Domkirkeodden while I was away. I kept thinking of how much you'd like it. Thought about sending a postcard, but by then I'd picked up something of a tail. Maybe when I go back, you could join me?
( He says it easily, like it's an offhand offer. It's not, but he has to pretend some things. )
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And then he's left to consider the words, fingers idly turning his coaster over and again.
They're close, aren't they? Working together for as long as they have; there are things they know about each other that no one else does. It's different from his relationship with Cobb, weighted in parts of his mind and chest he doesn't want to think about usually. Maybe it's time they stopped dancing around it. Dreamshare, after all, doesn't normally have a long work life span. ]
You could know more, if you wanted. [ He says, not quite tentative, when Eames comes back. ]
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I'd like that.
( He doesn't press for anything, not straight away at least. At least they've reached an agreement on trying more. Instead Eames sips at his beer and watches Arthur from across the table. )
I saw the Domkirkeodden while I was away. I kept thinking of how much you'd like it. Thought about sending a postcard, but by then I'd picked up something of a tail. Maybe when I go back, you could join me?
( He says it easily, like it's an offhand offer. It's not, but he has to pretend some things. )