[ While he's used to silence– tense or otherwise, neither he nor Cobb had been conversationalists– he appreciates the chatter of familiar voices. Because even at his most stressed during the Fischer job, hearing the team occasionally comment in the background as he worked had been something of a tension release. Eames told jokes, Yusuf and Ariadne laughed, the sounds a happy spot in the middle of the afternoon.

And here, far away from everything, having a familiar face is a relief. A welcome sight, one he smiles at once Ariadne has a seat. ]

Us, near the coffee? Who would've thought?

[ It was basically a regular haunt. There'd been a cafe around the corner from the warehouse and more than once they'd bumped into each other while grabbing their morning brew. ]

It's good to see you. Maybe not good under these circumstances, but, you get it.