[He clenches his jaw.] I'm not a child, Eames. If she doesn't want me to contact her, I won't. She's clearly trying to hide, doing a piss poor job at it I might add, but hiding nonetheless.
[Leaning back in his chair again, Eames just stares at him for a long moment] Arthur. I get it. You're stressed, you're probably trying to protect her. But this? Stupid fucking idea mate.
[Have your Forger just pulling up a chair and sprawling into it, watching Arthur for a minute] Darling, your frown lines get deeper and deeper every day. It's most impressive.
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