The sight of the eye is enough to make Eames relax. He knows it's there, he feels it there, but he can't see it. That makes it somewhat better. For now.
He snorts softly at Gerard's wonder of the cave and leans against a wall.
"You can take a swim in the lake, it's cold but very pleasant."
And deep enough because Eames wants it so.
"But while you do that," he says and nudges Gerard's fingers that are still stuck between his own. "Tell me more about the eye. Or anything related. What does it want? What do any of them want?"
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He snorts softly at Gerard's wonder of the cave and leans against a wall.
"You can take a swim in the lake, it's cold but very pleasant."
And deep enough because Eames wants it so.
"But while you do that," he says and nudges Gerard's fingers that are still stuck between his own. "Tell me more about the eye. Or anything related. What does it want? What do any of them want?"