Their job was absolutely hectic at times. They didn't have many breaks and when they did, they were very short.
Once they started the job, it was a frantic scramble to get it done from start to finish and they often found themselves exhausted afterwards.
Arthur was the most tired out of all of them. He worked far to hard gathering information on jobs and had developed kind of insomnia.
He could barely sleep at nights and when he did, he often woke up in a cold sweat, panting after a nightmare.
The Fisher job had put him through a lot of stress, and the rest of the team could see that. Cobb still felt guilty for yelling at him and continuously internally cursed himself for saying all that he did.
The team held back smiles as Arthur relaxed in the plane seat and closed his eyes, taking advantage of the quiet. They were still on edge as they were still on the plane with the mark, but they would watch over him while he slept.
The least he deserved was a good rest after all they expected from him.
They had to remind themselves to show him their gratitude for coming up with a kick in zero-gravity.
Anyone else would have panicked.
But not their faithful stick in the mud.
Never.