[ Great company, prepare to meet even better company. Magato has a better view of the bar door, and he lifts his head at the sight of it opening and a familiar head of white hair coming through it.
Heine himself nearly stops. Eames is here? Seriously? Just his luck. But since they've all seen each other now, he has to move. He walks forward, letting Magato pull him into his side with a hand on his wrist that ends up moving higher to his elbow. ]
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Heine himself nearly stops. Eames is here? Seriously? Just his luck. But since they've all seen each other now, he has to move. He walks forward, letting Magato pull him into his side with a hand on his wrist that ends up moving higher to his elbow. ]
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