[Arthur takes Eames’ hand in both of his before he has to hastily let go with one to brush back the tears that have finally fallen. His stomach is twisting and his heart hurts but he can only think about how much he wants to be with this man in front of him and be happy again.]
I’m sorry I’m so... [He gestures at himself, shaking his head.]
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I’m sorry I’m so... [He gestures at himself, shaking his head.]