When that call he had made right after Inception went to voicemail, there was a part of Arthur that was wondering if he was simply too late. It was as close to panicked as Arthur got and to be honest, the entire flight from California to New York felt like it had taken far too long. He exhaled a soft breath and curled in even closer to him.

He smiled softly at the nuzzle to his mouth. "I'm glad I'm here too," he said, his voice softer. He cupped Eames' cheek and looked at him. "I worried too... after I couldn't get a hold of you after we landed in LA."

But, somehow, Saito had known.