Sometimes, it was still unusual being in Paris, not visiting with Mal and Cobb, and not coming off of a dream share job. But Paris was who they were and he felt at home in Paris as much as he felt at "home" anywhere.

"We do have a little more time so if you need another few days, that works just as well," he says, turning to look at Eames after locking the doors. He walks up to him and pushes his jacket off his shoulders.

"I think I owe someone some gratitude," he teases, trailing his fingers over Eames' shirt.