"If by connected you mean good, then yes. Yes we are," he allowed. Then his lips curled. It wasn't much of a smile but it was there. They were on the run, and their lives likely would be under threat from whomever owned the house and would come looking for their coins.

Which was Arthur's thoughts as well. "Go on. I'll take the rear." Because, even as weak as he was feeling, he wanted to protect Eames as much as he could.

"Go out the back and towards the next houses over. That way if anyone noticed us here, they won't be looking for us there."