[ arthur's not being rough, but eames grits his teeth anyway, raising his hands to catch arthur's wrists. the movement pulls at the lacerations--they must be deeper than he thought. ]
Not here.
[ it's painfully public. whatever mess he has beneath his coat, he'll gladly keep it to himself until they're somewhere without the possiblity of an audience. ]
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Not here.
[ it's painfully public. whatever mess he has beneath his coat, he'll gladly keep it to himself until they're somewhere without the possiblity of an audience. ]