[Arthur spits his words back at Eames with a contemptuous glare before he looks away again. He wishes he could understand why loving this man overwhelms him like this sometimes, pushes him beyond being able to control his emotions.]
I do think you’re ignoring all of this and hoping it goes away.
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[Arthur spits his words back at Eames with a contemptuous glare before he looks away again. He wishes he could understand why loving this man overwhelms him like this sometimes, pushes him beyond being able to control his emotions.]
I do think you’re ignoring all of this and hoping it goes away.