[ Chancing a look, he shifts his gaze to Eames, face carefully neutral.
What he doesn't expect to see is disappointment.
That more than anything sends him reeling. He's seen Eames with virtually every other expression on his face, but this, this is the one that hurts the most. Arthur swallows carefully, pushes all the nerves down. Because of course Eames is disappointed; he can't be a professional about something so important to their job. It feels and tastes like failure to live up to the reputation he's built for himself.
It doesn't bode well for the rest of things.
Blowing out a sigh and giving Eames a wan smile, he nods. ]
Alright, yeah. Kettle looked like it was in the cabinet left of the stove, drinkware in the one next to that.
[ Arthur had given the kitchen a cursory glance, but his memory for details was good. Dependable.
The complete opposite of his ability to cope with his own emotions, which'll either collapse this job or collapse their working relationship. He's not thrilled to find out which happens first. ]
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What he doesn't expect to see is disappointment.
That more than anything sends him reeling. He's seen Eames with virtually every other expression on his face, but this, this is the one that hurts the most. Arthur swallows carefully, pushes all the nerves down. Because of course Eames is disappointed; he can't be a professional about something so important to their job. It feels and tastes like failure to live up to the reputation he's built for himself.
It doesn't bode well for the rest of things.
Blowing out a sigh and giving Eames a wan smile, he nods. ]
Alright, yeah. Kettle looked like it was in the cabinet left of the stove, drinkware in the one next to that.
[ Arthur had given the kitchen a cursory glance, but his memory for details was good. Dependable.
The complete opposite of his ability to cope with his own emotions, which'll either collapse this job or collapse their working relationship. He's not thrilled to find out which happens first. ]