It was why he hadn't asked him if he trusted him, but how much. Trust was earned and while he'd done nothing to lose it in the time they've known one another, he knows he's asking a lot with all they've been through and the abuse they've already endured but he needs to get Eames out of here and he can only think of one way.

"I'll explain as best I can later," he vowed.

A moment later there is a grunt, a soft sound that is wet and then he's pushing something against Eames' mouth. "Drink," he ordered, voice rough and thick.