voice;

[spinorfall]

[Well here is Dom, like usual, getting to the point of things quickly. No need to beat around the bush.]

I'm looking for employment. I'm skilled at a great number of things, and have proven to be a quick learner, as well.

Also, I'm looking for a new housing situation. If anyone would be interested in a room mate, I keep to myself, and despite

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[specifics]

You cook?

[ Arthur is thinking takeout and TV dinners =/= cooking but their constant travel could be to blame for that.

Anyway, the tone is dry but there are more than a few other questions on its heels, primarily: just...W H A T are you doing Dom Cobb....?! :| ]

[spinorfall]

[Private]

I learned more from Mal than how to dress, Arthur.

[A breath is let go of.]

I'm sorry.

[specifics]

[Private]

[ Pause. ]

I know.

[ And another pause for the apology but he's not sure what it's for in truth, and though Dom can't see it, on his side Arthur frowns. ]

Sorry for what?

[spinorfall]

I can't stay there, Arthur.

I won't have Eames hold things over my head.

[He won't deal with the mess of emotions.]