"Mmn," Eames would normally be a lot more curious about the tech that John is talking about but right now he can't muster up the energy for it. He'll ask about it later, yeah?

Instead he wraps his blanket on top of John's when the man has crawled over him. They're cocooned soon inside a blanket forth, body heat shared and somewhat more comfortable with it.

"Yeah, innit just," Eames mutters as he tucks John's head under his chin and wraps both of his arms around him. He prods the blanket under his feet and after some consideration reaches down briefly to tuck the side of it under his thigh as well.

"What did you in?" Did he ask already? He's not sure.