Arthur gives Meridian a nod. "Despite their best efforts, we still have our strengths and only minor weaknesses," he can't help but rib their employers just a little bit.
Ex, not having expected that for some reason, chuckles and takes a sip from his beer. "Speak for yourself," he says. "We are perfect." And although he says it with a perfectly straight face, there is a teasing glint in his eyes.
He glances at Meridian at his words and cocks his head just a little. "When you're ready." It wasn't the only thing they'd eventually talk about. He still wants to know what happened in that cave even if he hasn't brought himself to think about it for too long.
Arthur watches them for just a minute. As someone who spent much of his early military years in Project Somnacin, he couldn't help but be curious what either of the two men's mindscapes were like. He assumes the'd be militarized to the millimeter of possibility. Maybe he'd bring it up to Eames later and get his read. Not that he thought they should ever try to get in their minds. He was more curious than he was wanting anything nefarious from them.
Arthur glances at Ex. "You weren't missing much from the program though from a military standpoint," he says, his voice low. "Watching someone die over and over and over again wasn't enjoyable."
no subject
Ex, not having expected that for some reason, chuckles and takes a sip from his beer. "Speak for yourself," he says. "We are perfect." And although he says it with a perfectly straight face, there is a teasing glint in his eyes.
He glances at Meridian at his words and cocks his head just a little. "When you're ready." It wasn't the only thing they'd eventually talk about. He still wants to know what happened in that cave even if he hasn't brought himself to think about it for too long.
Arthur watches them for just a minute. As someone who spent much of his early military years in Project Somnacin, he couldn't help but be curious what either of the two men's mindscapes were like. He assumes the'd be militarized to the millimeter of possibility. Maybe he'd bring it up to Eames later and get his read. Not that he thought they should ever try to get in their minds. He was more curious than he was wanting anything nefarious from them.
Arthur glances at Ex. "You weren't missing much from the program though from a military standpoint," he says, his voice low. "Watching someone die over and over and over again wasn't enjoyable."