Arthur thought he knew, and was truly getting to know Eames a lot more than probably anyone else in this warehouse. It was why he knew that this was probably tearing him up more than he probably had anticipated.

Throughout the day, he tried to get as much as he possibly could done so he could leave at a decent time. He was glad he had managed it and didn't have to meet with Cobb or Ariadne or anyone afterward.

He kept his gaze on the screen in front of him as he picked up his phone a few minutes later and turned it on to quickly read over the text.

I just need to finish up an email and then I planned on heading out. Doing ok?