[Arthur kisses him and fights the urge to say something reassuring. Judging by how it's gone in the past, staying here like this must be really difficult for Eames, and Arthur doesn't want to be patronizing or give him something to argue against. Instead, he just remains present, tightening his arm around him to get a little bit closer and closing his eyes. His heart rate still hasn't fully calmed down, might as well focus on that for a moment.]
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