Eames leans into him as easily as breathing and it's probably because the cold, harsh light of day still hasn't hit, but it feels like it fits to him. Shaking his head, voice close to Arthur's ear, "The truth, darling. She is one of the bravest, brightest little things I know and she'll deal with it. She loves you. You'd be surprised to find out just how much that makes a difference."
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Date: 2011-01-09 03:50 am (UTC)