[ With the door shut, Arthur sets the dog down, absently smoothing his palms down the lines of his waistcoat, frowning a little as Pancake noses around Yusuf's feet before deciding to start running into Eames' shins instead. At the mention of tea however he looks up again. ]
Kettle's already on. [ If neither of them wants it, that's fine, but Arthur already has a pot of coffee going for himself. He heads to the kitchen in any case, tossing his next words over his shoulder. ] There's coffee too. [ As if either of them prefer it - but fair to put the offer there and none of the explanations they have are going to necessarily be short.
Remembering how he couldn't believe it himself, Arthur is perhaps prepared for more skepticism than strictly likely from the chemist, but it's hard to say with someone who's not usually one for going into the field in the first place. Asking what Eames has already covered is redundant; he figures he'll find out soon just by the questions Yusuf still has worth asking. ]
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Kettle's already on. [ If neither of them wants it, that's fine, but Arthur already has a pot of coffee going for himself. He heads to the kitchen in any case, tossing his next words over his shoulder. ] There's coffee too. [ As if either of them prefer it - but fair to put the offer there and none of the explanations they have are going to necessarily be short.
Remembering how he couldn't believe it himself, Arthur is perhaps prepared for more skepticism than strictly likely from the chemist, but it's hard to say with someone who's not usually one for going into the field in the first place. Asking what Eames has already covered is redundant; he figures he'll find out soon just by the questions Yusuf still has worth asking. ]