Honour among thieves only worked so far as one thought they should be trusted. So many he worked with, Arthur didn't feel deserved that. Eames was another story.
"Wait until it stares at you through the glass and thinks it wants a taste of you," he said with a smirk, amused with himself... not to mention the thoughts that went through his head about tasting.
"No, I want to call you what you prefer," he said as the doors opened. "What you want me to call you," he said, before telling the matre de the name Tolliver Martin. They were led to a door right beside the glass wall, looking out into the ocean.
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Date: 2012-05-22 04:55 am (UTC)"Wait until it stares at you through the glass and thinks it wants a taste of you," he said with a smirk, amused with himself... not to mention the thoughts that went through his head about tasting.
"No, I want to call you what you prefer," he said as the doors opened. "What you want me to call you," he said, before telling the matre de the name Tolliver Martin. They were led to a door right beside the glass wall, looking out into the ocean.
Arthur moved to pull out Eames' chair.