"You were very kind to my sensible wardrobe," Arthur agrees with a chuckle, shooting him an amused look. He would never dare to put Eames and a traditional black suit, though he looked damn good one in.

He looked damn good in anything though.

"Last I heard they were in Istanbul just a couple of days ago," he says quietly and glances down the alley before looking at Eames. "I didn't get a ping that they were in Paris. Last I knew, they're both still off active for at least another few weeks."

But if Ex and Meridian were in the city, that could change things rapidly, right? Paris was what Arthur truly considered their home base. To their government and their technical 'safe house' Mombasa was it. But Paris was where they went when they needed to get off the grid and disappear for a little bit. Well, disappear in the way they can within the city.