"Quite the contrary, actually." She echoes his smirk, though there's more amusement in her voice than in his. "I know you can take care of yourself. So long as you have your hands." Hands were really important, okay? For magic and for fighting and generally everything.

He's got this. Jean-Claude wouldn't have let him do it otherwise, and Eames certainly valued his own skin enough that he wouldn't have let this happen, either.