[The heat of the water hitting his skin is more than welcome right now. Eames just stands under the water for a few minutes, letting out a soft groan as it soothes the ache in his shoulder. He's trying hard not to think about why he came here instead of going home. Why he'd drag Arthur into this.]
[It's fine. He'll just focus on getting clean, lazily rinsing through his hair when Arthur offers to wash his clothes and Eames starts to say yes before he remembers what's in his pockets and sticks his head out to reply.]
I should probably empty the pockets first.
[There's something about letting Arthur handle his tools and stolen goods that just makes him feel uneasy.]
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[It's fine. He'll just focus on getting clean, lazily rinsing through his hair when Arthur offers to wash his clothes and Eames starts to say yes before he remembers what's in his pockets and sticks his head out to reply.]
I should probably empty the pockets first.
[There's something about letting Arthur handle his tools and stolen goods that just makes him feel uneasy.]