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[personifications]

And now we're stuck here, the point?

Regionally.

[ aka: no. ]

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The point, Eames, is that you want to drag me out into the jungle without knowing where the target is.

[personifications]

[ The point, Arthur, is that if I have you, I don't need more than a rumour. ]

The point of a holy grail quest isn't knowing where the bloody thing is, Arthur.

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[ ........ ]

Did you seriously just make a King Arthur reference at me?

bye

[personifications]

Of course not, that's absurd. Round Table committee agrees.

omg

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You think you're so funny and you're really not.

[ yes he is ]

❤

[personifications]

A little funny.

[specifications]

[ He gives an actual huff before relenting. ]

Only when you're high.

[personifications]

You can say that and I'll know you laughed anyway.

So am I getting an answer or am I going alone?

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[ SHUT UP, EAMES. >U

But even with the pause that comes Arthur still ends up responding with: ]

Fine. I'll come with you. Only because I'm sure you'll get your ass killed if you go alone.

[personifications]

Your faith is astonishing, Arthur, thank you.

[ But he got what he wanted. It's not actively a complaint. ]

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If we make it back alive, I'll admit how wrong I was to doubt you. Happy?

[personifications]

[ Arthur, don't make him say he hopes you're wrong; he usually holds to that certainty. ]

Publicly.

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Don't get ahead of yourself.

[personifications]

Of course, you're right, complements are the silent killer.

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So saying it to you won't be good enough, is that what you're saying?

[personifications]

No. What I'm saying is you could endeavor to try a little harder.

[ Dream a little bigger, dick. ]

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I could say the same to you.

[ If he didn't know any better, he would've thought you were compensating with that grenade launcher, buddy. ]

[personifications]

Apologies, whose idea was this again?

[ Sometimes it's just a metaphor, sweetheart. ]

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Yours.

[ Sure, Jan. ]

HUFF

[personifications]

How is that not trying?

HUFF HUFF

[specifications]

What are you "trying" to do aside from getting me to rob a place with you?

[personifications]

[ Arthur, how honestly do you not see that it's at least partially an excuse to spend time with you? This remains unspoken. It always does. ]

Forget it. I'll be in touch.

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[ For as smart as Arthur can be, he's emotionally dumb. Especially when it comes to Eames. Which is why he just rolls his eyes at the message, first. But then it niggles at him. Not getting an answer to such a simple question.

What are you trying to do?

And then, it hits him. And he doesn't believe it at first. How can he? There's no reason Eames should want to aside from getting money--and yet. He reads over the conversation again and is torn between calling it off and... being stupid. More so.

Which he ends up doing, hours later. ]

Are we still on?

[ He cringes as he sends it. Ugh why is he doing this to himself. ]

[personifications]

[ The message comes hours later, and he's not even expecting it. He can read many people, but Arthur is a unique case that often requires being in the same room instead. He can push buttons, but when it comes to how frequently the man pulls into himself and goes silent, there's no way to read "nothing."

Mostly, he's thankful Arthur can't hear the tired sigh it drags out of him, nor can it be misinterpreted. ]

Of course. [ --you idiot is all he thinks as he stares at it. It's both astonishingly obtuse and...not actually surprising at all. ]