[He gets a "what are you, thirteen? fourteen?" look from her. Good grief. She'd known Arthur had been a bit more rough around the edges before she met him, but she had no idea he was such a little pill. She can't leave Angelica just now, unfortunately.]

Arthur. [This is her strained-but-patient face.] You would do well to listen to me. There are people who will try to take advantage of you at the moment, and ... I'm not sure who you can trust. Besides me. [Has Eames been changed? What about—god forbid—the girl, Ariadne? Is there anyone still in adult shape that she can trust Arthur's well-being with?] If you need anything, please promise me you'll tell me. All right?