Arthur nodded and stood there in silence as Eames worked on their tea. He allowed his mouth to curl up a little. "There is no 'I think', we absolutely did," he said with a chuckle. He hadn't been sure what it was about Eames at first that got under his skin but it had happened and it had happened frequently.

No, that was wrong. He knew what it had been but these days, he found it less noticeable. Now, it worked for them when they were in a tough spot and had each other to fall back on.

"Good idea. She's a handy one, Pixel," he said and slid a hand through his hair, his other in his pocket.

"I think it says a lot more about this land we've suddenly found ourselves in than anything else. After the first couple of years, I became less and less surprised by the people I met in this business."