Arthur smacked Eames' shoulder but didn't make a move to leave Eames' lap at all. He was...in some way, glad that it wasn't only him who had thought too much about these sort of things. After all, just this morning, he thought Eames hadn't called yesterday because of him.

"Stop," he said. "I mean, I questioned you this morning. Obviously, this is new for the both of us," he said, his voice soft against Eames' mouth.