Re: [Dream Training]
Back in reality, Arthur had spent his three minutes doing the following:
He checked the door. If anyone was going to force their way in and use this as an opportunity against one of the three of them (he did not exclude himself) then the moment the PASIV machine started wheezing would be that time. Nothing happened.
He checked the machine. It was working as normal; the readout was showing the appropriate amount of somnascin in both connected dreamers, and the timer was ticking away in red solemnity.
He checked the dreamers. Sometimes (rarely) people had an adverse reaction to the serum. Like any other medical chemistry set, he wasn’t entirely sure how and if it would work on Hannah, so he watched her breathing and took her pulse along the side of her wrist. He assumed there was one to take, and also that it worked just like a human’s.
He thought - for a very, very brief second - of stealing Eames’ cufflinks. But he didn’t. It might make the man paranoid about his totem, wherever it was.
He watched the door again.
The timer ticked down, and the machine made a sighing sound, and he glanced quickly back over his shoulder at Eames’ face.