[He hadn't even considered the fact that most of the people in here can probably hear them, not until he catches the look on her face, to which Eames' response is to smile sweetly as if he's never done or said anything awful in his life.]
[When she goes back to the bar, Eames leans toward Arthur and lowers his voice a little, putting a hand on his thigh in a gesture of affection.]
Thank you.
[He hasn't forgotten about the humans in the back, but focusing on Arthur makes it... Easier. That desire to rush across and drain them both dry is less persistent than it was when they walked in.]
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[When she goes back to the bar, Eames leans toward Arthur and lowers his voice a little, putting a hand on his thigh in a gesture of affection.]
Thank you.
[He hasn't forgotten about the humans in the back, but focusing on Arthur makes it... Easier. That desire to rush across and drain them both dry is less persistent than it was when they walked in.]