[Arthur's only out for just over an hour, luckily not running into any trouble with any of his "clients" tonight beyond a hushed argument about whether it's okay to buy bloodbags from someone in medical scrubs in a back alley a couple blocks from the hospital. He has no idea that tonight is significant for any reason so he even stops for a coffee on the way home, enjoying the evening air as he finds his way home. He's in about as neutral a state as he gets, when he opens the door and calls out to Eames, and he's looking forward to the dinner that his boyfriend is putting together.]
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