Saviors, for some, Eames notes mildly to himself. It's easy enough to recall the visions of worlds destroyed and the tantalizing idea of safety, that things here could be much worse. Ultimately, still, it's not the place Eames wants to stay - at least, not for very long stretches of time, as is his current record. He's rather surprised at being covered, too, but takes it in stride well enough - distracted by Olivia's tone and tossing her a look.

"If you wanted to keep it a secret, you wouldn't look so ready to take either of us down a notch in a public space." Not that Eames has - he will later, though. He goes on to let his hand fall on Jimmy's shoulderblade, though, tapping in mild comraderie. "Lead on, then, Doctor Jim, I've still got plans for lunch."