Arthur nodded and slid a hand around to the back of his neck and gave it a little squeeze - finding that action soothing for one reason or another. "I think that's a good idea. That or whiskey," he agreed and watched as Eames stepped away to start the kettle up.

"Agreed," he said and looked at him. "That leaves us with... something outside of the realm of normal." Something supernatural? Was that what this would constitute as?

"Though, I don't have the word to describe what exactly it is." Of course, knowing how entwined they were in past lives, didn't really change who they were as people and what they did for a living. Well. Until a flash like that happened when or if they were on a job.