To have someone, or someones who could relate and understand where they were coming from... who they were, was completely and utterly new. Something that he hopes they can keep. He likes Arthur and Eames.

Ex frowns, shaking his head. "I can't imagine," he confesses. It had been hard enough being away from Mere for seven weeks but to be away from him for months?

"I'm glad that he did finally come or you. It was hard enough being away from him for seven weeks but to be separated for months?"

He considers the question. "Much better," he says. "I worry when we have to report back and go into the field," he admits, taking a long pull from the now warm beer bottle in his hand.