[ There was a hint of a smile on Arthur's face. He tried to hide it, but there was a moment where he wasn't quite able to clamp down on it. ]

Clearly.

[ He leaned in a little and then clapped Eames on the shoulder. ]

Well, if he's sleeping out here, you can sleep on the couch with him. You don't want him to be alone, do you?

[ And then he pushed himself up and padded into the kitchen to figure out dinner. ]