He was silent a moment and then lightly brushed his fingers against the inside of Eames' wrist. "Maybe I'm worried that I do," he said softly. "That I'm seeing myself as less of the man I've been because of what you saw." He was hesitant in his touch, watching Eames closely, trying to judge where they stood after his outburst.
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Date: 2011-06-11 10:15 pm (UTC)