[ Of course York remembers Eames. He wasn't exactly the forgettable type. Honestly, she wishes he'd stuck around, longer. She knows it'd been hard for Arthur, and York had taken a genuine liking to the guy in no time. But that was the cruel logic of...whatever this was. Being stranded in some other universe, never knowing when you're going to come and go.
There's sympathy in York's voice, and she sort of brushes her hand over Arthur's shoulder in a light pat, a gesture of solidarity. ]
Somehow, I'm not surprised. Come to think of it, he did seem awful amused about somethin' back then.
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There's sympathy in York's voice, and she sort of brushes her hand over Arthur's shoulder in a light pat, a gesture of solidarity. ]
Somehow, I'm not surprised. Come to think of it, he did seem awful amused about somethin' back then.