It's probably for the best that Connor doesn't try to cash in on that. Even if he'd been massively helpful, Eames wouldn't feel obliged to him for it in the least. It wasn't something he'd asked for, and by the looks of things Connor got an activated curse out of it too.

But he catches that edge in Connor's tone, and under normal circumstances he'd even consider it — it's hardly as if Eames is a stranger to bartering sex for favours — but this isn't just for his own personal gain, so he can't can't just make a deal with some beta for something that could have a real knock-on effect for the Courts.

He shakes his head, expression a little regretful, and he leans forward to put his empty mug on the table. "I'm going to need a solid offer, I'm afraid." Eames says with a soft sigh, pausing to scratch Boxer behind the ears, "attractive as you are, you're asking for something that could fall back on more than just me."