[ Woah motherfucker. Excuse you. Eames is interrupted in his precious attempts to nom the shit out of the fist punching him in the muzzle before he's being knocked off of Mister White entirely. They go rolling, jaws snapping at each other as they vie to get the upper hand on one another. The smell of Arthur's blood still freshly pooling is the driving force behind Eames' aggression and this new puppy dog his target, can easily sniff out the association between him and Mister White so that it doesn't matter who he gets his teeth into, as long as it's one of the two. ]
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