"Don't be kind, why are you being kind?" Eames' fingers flex slightly, and he rubs at his face with the spare palm, groaning, "Jesus fucking Christ. Arthur, I'm a fucking mess. You should - you should just go and take Ariadne and leave because I'm just. Fuck. How the hell did you find me? You bastard, are you a fucking stalker?"
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Date: 2011-01-08 11:46 pm (UTC)