"Then he fucked me up! This isn't anything new!" Eames knew what Fagin had done to her over the course of her life. Even dead, he'd poisoned everything he touched and it still continued to wither.

"I never expected to live this long," she tells Eames, remembering one of their first conversations, when she'd revealed that thought to him. She'd had to have just turned nineteen. "And after so long without him, every day I get with him is a gift." Bill would kill her one day. In her heart of hearts, she knew it.

But at least it would be him.