He was glad that Eames felt safe with him. He felt much the same way when it came to the forger as well. There wasn't anywhere that he would rather be sometimes than here with him. 'Here' was general, of course. It didn't matter where they were, he just wanted to be with Eames. "Now you're here," he said and rested a hand on the forger's thigh.

Arthur knew exactly who Eames meant by people. There had only been one person that Arthur allowed to treat him like that and that was Cobb. It was amazing, and sad really, what guilt would do to a person. After the other night, after he had put away a third of tequila and some vodka, Arthur knew it had to stop. Eames being there and talking sense helped as well. It wasn't as though Arthur had only taken jobs with Cobb during the last two years but he had been quite the fixture in Arthur's life. Sometimes, enough was just enough and he had made it to that point.

"I know," he said. And he did. It had been his own fault but in the end, he was correcting that mistake. Better late than never, right? "Once this is done, it's over," he murmured. Honestly, Arthur was a little annoyed with himself that he had allowed it to continue for as long as it had. If he never had to see Cobb again for years to come, he would be okay with that.