[Eames stands as he hears the door opening, moving a hand to his own gun. While he's expecting Arthur, he's also still wary of all the inconsistencies on the network making things different than usual. As soon as he catches sight of his friend, however, his jacket is smoothed out and he's all smiles and metaphorical open arms.] "Arthur."

[After a beat, however, his expression is solemn again, ready to talk business the way he knows Arthur would like.]