[She huffs out a breath, sharply. ]

It's fine, it's just strange. It's all this stuff that . . . obviously he thought he should keep private.

[ Which is why they ended up with a train in her city, COBB. In retrospect they're probably damn lucky a steam enginge didn't come barreling through the hotel lobby, too.

Point being, she didn't have a lot of patience for Cobb's secret keeping before, and it seems silly to keep all of it from Arthur, especially here and now, light-years from anyone it could affect. ]

Did you know Mal before she died, at all?