[ The relief of seeing Eames fall so easily back into the man that he fell in love with brings a wave of emotion over him, and he knows it's stupid, to miss someone who never left, but since the day they heard the news on the radio in their beloved flat in Belarus, Arthur wasn't sure if he would ever see this Eames again, lacking the more prominent glint of sadness behind his eyes and walking around in lower spirits than is right. And he's glad that he agreed to take the risk of leaving, to have this time to themselves away from everything, and he plans to do everything possible to keep it that way.

He turns to kiss the palm of Eames' hand, bringing his own up to hold it there a moment longer. ] What happened to the plan of going out and doing everything, gaining the full Blackpool experience? [ Straddling Eames' thighs, he lowers himself to rest his cheek to his chest, smiling as he hears the thrum of his heart. ] But if you really want to...