"I know you wouldn't have," Arthur said. He debated for a moment what he could do before he released Eames' hand and slipped onto his lap. He used a hand to tilt Eames' face back to his and gave him a small smile. "You're not like that," he paused. "Well, if it were any other job, maybe with Cobb you would have. But no, you wouldn't risk us."

He never considered Eames as soft. He always figured there was something going on underneath all the layers.