"they might," she worries at her bottom lip. "if they've seen you with me. or Eames." she hopes not, having a safe house with him was something she valued.

"but I'll tell you what; for each night I need to use your place, I'll make you a dinner." she takes a sip of wine. "if you've got more questions..." well. she couldn't promise she'd be able to answer all of them but it was only fair to give him the option.