[ In his defense, he hasn't had much occasion to joke or kid around. Things have been serious for years and with Cobol breathing down their necks, Arthur hasn't found much reason to smile. The memory of Mal lingers with Dom both literally and figuratively, an ever-present reminder to Arthur what he needs to do. Why he did what he did. And why that line is now more blurred than ever.
Combine that with Arthur wanting to keep his distance from... those lines, it's a conflicting mixture of pride, resistance, and fear keeping him where he is. But he's never been a person of inaction. If a job needed doing, he was the one to step forward and do it. This was no different.
And emotions tied to the other man and what was once between them doesn't mean anything here.
He moves foward, finally in the space he needs to be in and grabs Eames by the jaw with one hand. He presses their lips together and then pulls away, looking up at the plant.
The red light dims and Arthur steps further way, letting the other man go. ]
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Combine that with Arthur wanting to keep his distance from... those lines, it's a conflicting mixture of pride, resistance, and fear keeping him where he is. But he's never been a person of inaction. If a job needed doing, he was the one to step forward and do it. This was no different.
And emotions tied to the other man and what was once between them doesn't mean anything here.
He moves foward, finally in the space he needs to be in and grabs Eames by the jaw with one hand. He presses their lips together and then pulls away, looking up at the plant.
The red light dims and Arthur steps further way, letting the other man go. ]
Red means mouth.