“If I go to sleep,” Eames says, his throat rough. “Am I going to wake up alone?”
“No,” Arthur says. “Not even if you ask to be.”

This, right here, just made this entire little series for me. The whole time they're dancing around each other, not really admitting things until it's too late and they've lost their opportunity. And then at the end, they both just give in and admit that neither or them wants the other to be gone. It's exactly the right note to end on. This is lovely, I really enjoyed reading it :D