Eames had no worries with Arthur. He obviously liked him enough to have him here, in his private home, and knowing him possibly better than anyone. He was finding he truly enjoyed this time.

"You want to be there, I'm just making it easy," he said, sounding much more confident than he had since he'd shown up at the warehouse earlier.

"See? You do want to be on my lap. Easiest way to get to your ass."