[Arthur doesn't do it for him, but he does let out a soft sigh almost like disappointment when Eames doesn't, frowning in sympathy.]

Eames.

[He brings both hands up to Eames' jaw, brushing his thumbs along his cheeks firmly but affectionately. His tone drops to match.]

I know this isn't what you want to be right now. If you need to wait until you can shift again, that's fine, but I want you to know that I don't think of you differently because of this. I know this isn't you.