"Exactly. Why I thanked you. And I spent all night thinking about that, about you." It was odd, unfamiliar. He hadn't a clue how to do this, and suddenly it seemed damned important he did.

Screw it. He launched himself after Eames, attempting to slam him back against the wall of the building overshadowing the alley. "So you'll do what? Let Mal down? Because last time I left time and you had no control over that. This time you do. Ariadne sent me to find out. I've already broken her heart today. Don't you dare do it againby leaving her too."

Too. Because Arthur wasn't sure he was going back. Not if this all fell apart.