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[ The extraction job has gone reasonably well, they both know it, but there's a certain requirement on these kind of jobs. The safe house is cleaner than the ones Eames usually frequents, nicer. It's better for Ariadne this way, because even after her heady little plunge into the business, this is all still new to her.
Which is why he's here with her, because as far as he's aware, the prospect of laying low mightn't be second nature to her like it is him, and he is nothing but a gentleman. Propped up on the small, squashed sofa, Eames listens for sounds in the house, for his little companion. ]