Arthur nodded, having had no doubt about that whatsoever. "I know," he said, looking at him.

"Oh, before you start, will you go grab a belt for me from the room or give me yours? I rather not bite down on my lip if I can help it." Or his tongue or any other part of his mouth. It was better safe than sorry if you asked him. He was already in some pain. He didn't need to add onto that.

"Just get it over quickly," he said, looking at him before doing as Eames asked. It was going to burn and hurt like hell but he couldn't leave it in and at least having the second set of hands here would make it go quicker. At least that was the hope.