"Yeah," Arthur said, the single word both curt and heavy. "It happens. If you keep doing it, we'll find a totem for you. The method isn't foolproof but it helps. Just as trying to live your life outside of them, find things that won't make the dreams worth more than the life outside of them is," he said, thinking about those in the dens he'd seen, how he suspected that Eames would end up eventually.
"Not when you do this," he said, pushing open a door that said second floor. It opened onto a spacious suite with views that offered sights of the city that were above the second floor. "Trick architecture," he said with a hint of a smile.