[ Blake huffs and shakes his head. He doesn't really want to think much about it, but Eames is having him over, warts and all, so he figures he can't pass on every opportunity to talk. ]

No, I took my fantasies to the real world instead. I'd started pokin' 'round writin' again, but I don't have the heart for it at the moment. Why? Need somethin' to read?