The Forger

The whole discussion hadn’t sat well with Arthur, but he kept his expressions blank throughout most of the sitting. It was best not to rouse suspicions of future betrayal, after all. Especially as he could not be sure yet whether that was the right course of action. What he liked even less was the knowledge that Eames wouldn’t be so hesitant to act out on whatever rash ideas he had… It might just bring them more trouble than they could handle.

Eames rubbed a thumb just below his bottom lip thoughtfully, motioning for the pointman to continue following, while he headed to his suite. "Yes, that was quite my worry too," he spoke, looking around himself. "However, I'm not really fretting about it, I think we'll find quite a few ways around this so we can do this how we want to," he spoke, actually only noticing his use of 'we' once he'd stopped talking. Hardly ever did the two of them agree on anything and now they were on the same team, they were a definite 'we'. Ah, that made Eames feel quite amused, let alone uncomfortable, though.