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"You are kind though. I... I've always worried what could and would happen if others found out. I still have no desire for others to know," he admitted, still knowing he was being overly serious. "But I'm glad you're the one in my life to know."

If anyone were to know, he wanted it to be Eames. He was a good man, and he was worth risking his truths to help him. "I'm glad you're the one to know. And we'll make it through this. I trust you and I will get through this."

He knew he was being uptight and nervous again, even if he couldn't hide it. He smiled. Or tried to. It was watery but there. "You're a good man. I hope you know that.'