Cobb woke up and jumped out of his seat. He looked over to see Eames waking up. He was calm. Much calmer than anyone else, which he shouldn't be after that painful torture session. Ariadne was already up, talking to Eames, asking if he was ok, looking him up and down for any sign of injury. Then he looked over to Arthur. His body was almost lifeless. Still in deep sleep. He turned to Eames and Ariadne.
"What the hell is he doing?" Just then he ran over to the PASIV and looked at the timer. 3:00. That's too long. He needs a kick.
"Kick!" he yelled. He grabbed Arthur's chair and pushed it over. Just before his body hit the ground, Arthur's eyes opened and his arms reached out to stop himself.
"Jesus, Arthur are you ok?" He looked down at himself, straightening his suit. He looked up at Cobb with a relieved face.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Thanks."
"No, thank you." Arthur looked up to see Eames walking over. "That was bloody awful. Cheers." Arthur gave him a nod. He didn't like to express his emotions too much.
"That went better than I thought." Cobb said. "We got the information." After that, everyone went to their offices. It was an awkward mood with no-one being allowed to go home. There was nothing to do in between jobs, and the only entertainment was Eames irritating Arthur. Which was funny, Cobb thought. Very funny.
Ariadne sat in her office, sketching. She was all by herself for a while until Arthur walked in.
"Ariadne, I don't think you should do this anymore." She looked up. Arthur grabbed a seat and sat down next to her. She gave him a confused look,
"I'm sorry?" He sighed and moved closer to her.
"Look, you're a great architect. I just don't think you can handle dream sharing anymore. I mean, you're really young." Ariadne gave a small laugh.
"I'm sorry? I'm too young? I've helped you complete Inception!"
"I know. It's just…I'm worried about the team. I mean, you're kind of a distraction."
"Arthur were is this coming from?"
"I just…I think it's better if you're not around. You're a waste of space." Ariadne stood up. She grabbed her bag and walked out the room. Before she walked out the door, she swung round and looked at Arthur.
"I bet that's not what you thought when you kissed me." Arthur said nothing. She walked out of the warehouse, ignoring Yusuf's questioning. On her way out of the front, she bumped into Eames.
"Hey, were are you off to sweetheart?"
"Arthur is an asshole." She strode past him, out of the warehouse and into the street. She wanted to go home. She'd had enough of spending her time with a bunch of people who don't appreciate her. She wanted to talk to Arthur after the Inception, waiting for contact for months. As soon as she was asked to work with them again, she agreed without hesitation. Now, she'd wasted her time. It was obvious Arthur didn't care as much as she did. Warm, damp tears sung her eyes, and she walked into the dark, not planning to come back.