[Eames is silent for a few long moments. It's the first time Arthur hasn't talked about it like it's just some preference Eames has, and it doesn't give him a lot of room. It's easy to fall back on the indignity of being misunderstood and use that to carry him through.]
[His gaze flicks down to the table and he breathes out a noise that almost sounds like a laugh.]
no subject
[His gaze flicks down to the table and he breathes out a noise that almost sounds like a laugh.]
How can I not?