Waiting until Arthur stood up, Eames surged up and out of the water. It sluiced over his body and he gave a shake, much like a dog before reaching for the towel.

"Thanks," he said, drying himself off with a quick scrubbing motion. "I don't plan on letting you go for very long at all," he admitted, smiling. "So we curl up in bed and doing some sharing? Do we believe everything is the truth," he asked. Given their jobs and lives, it was a good question, even if he was joking.