With this much magic flying through the air, Eames is oddly at ease with everything happening. He'd rather it not be happening at all, but it could be worse. Could be vampires.

Still, he's seen enough disputes to see which way the wind is blowing, and come the night he's more concerned with doing the rounds and seeing who's still alive than pushing Daybreak back. They're going to be here longer than tonight, at this point there's little point in pushing back harder. He steps out of a door not far from Arthur and wanders over to him, tense with frustration over this whole mess.

"Seems things are at a stalemate."