[Eames stays where he is, absolutely certain he'll get shot if he moves an inch in Arthur's direction, but he certainly doesn't look afraid of that possibility. Eyebrows raised as if he thinks Arthur's being unreasonable, throwing a tantrum over nothing.]
Fine then, Arthur. [He emphasises the name as though it's a joke, obviously a fake and they both know it.] Looks like we're at an impasse.
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Fine then, Arthur. [He emphasises the name as though it's a joke, obviously a fake and they both know it.] Looks like we're at an impasse.