"No," Arthur says immediately, not wanting Natasha to leave. Now that he knows why, maybe they can work around it somehow, maybe they can just talk. He's still a bit buzzed and maybe he just aimlessly wants to be around her because she's beautiful and it might lead somewhere later, but he also doesn't want her thinking that he's going to be a complete asshole just because he happened to be a complete asshole for a minute. That's Eames' fault.

"No," he repeats, a bit slower and a bit calmer, "this conversation" - he gestures between Eames and himself - "is over."