Not good, this was not good. Nancy gave Kenzi a pained look. This deal was going South, and she shouldn't have expected anything less, truth-be-told. While she and Eames got along well, she knew how sharp his tongue could be, after just a bit of time spent with him and Arthur in the same room.

As weird as that had been.

She swallows.

"You all have great points," Nancy tried, ever the peace-keeper. "It seems odd, but, Abby, Kenzi, I think Eames is coming from a good place." She offered her most sympathetic smile to the group. "But Eames, you can't blame us for being suspicious, either. I think the terms themselves are fair, on each side. You all have heard the phrase: my enemy's enemy is my friend, right?" Please work.