Arthur paused, fingers curled around the cord of his trunks, about to tie them. He glanced at Eames, mouth opening and then closing before he smiled. It was a soft smile, watery, but he smile as he tied the strings. "Nope. Not fighting. Like you said, we're fine. I'm not shutting you out. I swear."
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Date: 2011-06-14 11:59 pm (UTC)