There was no part of Eames that suspected Arthur knew a lot about him, a lot more about him than probably anyone that he didn't share DNA with knew. He actually liked that, enjoying to know that Arthur knew these things about him and yet that he left Eames to share them with him as he wanted.

"We probably should, yes." He knew they had to of they would be here for hours. Leaning in, stealing another small kiss before moving to step back for the sake of getting himself to stop. "Come along then," he said, offering his arm.