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"I admit, I do like that answer." As much distance as they could, into a place where no one would find them or see them. Not that they would be invisible but it was the sort of city a person, or two, could get lost in. "Anything to be away from here," he admitted.

He climbed out, glancing at Eames. "How are you doing?" He needed to know, to make sure he was well and what Arthur had done wasn't causing any lasting effect. "And yes, I understand your words even if I'm distracting you by pretending I don't know."

He took a breath, eyes closing as he scented the air. "Do you want to meet back here or somewhere else?"