Arthur takes a look at Eames, up and down, the corners of his lips tugging up into a smirk. Eames has never been this forward with him. Both times Arthur has had to bring it up, almost convince Eames that he wants it, but this time it's easy and all he has to do is just follow along. It's nice and a bit exciting.

"You can't do some magic thing to get us there quicker?"