[Arthur doesn't really think of it as being dead, though he does think of the night he was turned as the night he died more often than not. He's certainly had more of life by several definitions of the word in the past couple centuries but his heart also hasn't beat once in all that time either. It's a weird distinction.]
[In any case he doesn't really feel like getting into that philosophical discussion right now unless Eames breaches the subject, settling for feeling up his boyfriend's stomach and chest instead, which he does with a frown after a moment.]
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[Arthur doesn't really think of it as being dead, though he does think of the night he was turned as the night he died more often than not. He's certainly had more of life by several definitions of the word in the past couple centuries but his heart also hasn't beat once in all that time either. It's a weird distinction.]
[In any case he doesn't really feel like getting into that philosophical discussion right now unless Eames breaches the subject, settling for feeling up his boyfriend's stomach and chest instead, which he does with a frown after a moment.]
You're still so warm though.