"Good genes," Arthur mused with a smirk. Though, to be honest, it sometimes kicked him in the ass. At times, especially when he dressed down and wore his reading glasses, jeans and a t-shirt he could pass as a early twenty-something and would nearly always get carded when buying a drink in the states. He hadn't had much reason to laugh over the last couple of years while on the run with Cobb so this change of pace was nice. To find someone that he bounced off of like this was...refreshing to put it mildly.

"So then you must be really good," he said, looking at him with a grin. He would undoubtedly sure that Tuck would kick his ass.