He smirked in amusement and chuckled. "Mm, is that right," Arthur asked. "That's fine, you don't have to tell me you're deep dark secrets," he teased.

Arthur snuggled back into Eames' chest, a soft sigh slipping from his lips. "You don't have to," he started to say. It wasn't exactly something he was used to but he also wasn't going to deny that he didn't hate the idea either.