I'm not a child, you know better than anyone that I can take care of myself.
[Eames pipes up finally from the armchair, and his mother looks at him like she can't understand why he's not backing her up here. She frowns and gives him a bit of a pleading look, as if she'll talk him round.]
"A thaisce, I know, but--"
[There's more she wants to say, but she looks at Arthur and thinks better of laying it all out in front of a relative stranger. Instead she nods and switches gears, a little wry this time when she speaks to Arthur again.]
"Maybe I gave him a little too much independence when he was a child. Look at him speaking back to his mother this way."
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[Eames pipes up finally from the armchair, and his mother looks at him like she can't understand why he's not backing her up here. She frowns and gives him a bit of a pleading look, as if she'll talk him round.]
"A thaisce, I know, but--"
[There's more she wants to say, but she looks at Arthur and thinks better of laying it all out in front of a relative stranger. Instead she nods and switches gears, a little wry this time when she speaks to Arthur again.]
"Maybe I gave him a little too much independence when he was a child. Look at him speaking back to his mother this way."