"We will find out. I admit, I'm less set in my ways than I was. Both without Cobb directing things and because of you. Perhaps, eventually, I'll try my hand at it though I believe Eames was made for the job." He brushed a strand of her hair back, eyes moving over her features and smiling.

"And shall we begin that training," he asked with a wicked, low rumble to his voice. "I'm all for helping you."