"You know I would," Arthur returns from his position on the end of the bed watching Eames 'pack'. He's not really that sure that the Englishman is really completely focused on the task at hand, but to his credit he'd mentioned Madrid and there hadn't been that much resistance to the idea. London was about to be the focus of the world's gaze and Arthur didn't particularly feel like getting caught up in the center of that storm. And Madrid had always meant something to both of them.

"I can handle you for a few more weeks."