He feels a little like he should apologise. He won't, but the feeling is there, because they both know this isn't something Arthur would've shared if he had a choice.

Eames rolls onto his back too, also frowning, but mostly it's because he's going to start talking and Arthur's going to hate it and he's going to hate it and it's about to be an all around bad time, but he needs to be certain of where they are with eachother.

"You know I enjoy what we have," he starts with a sigh. He already hates this.