Re: Janus A/Eames: the 'Stop
Janus, who hadn't been to a physics class, tore at the bag and took his cup back with him as he tipped sideways back on the pillow. He gave a wry smile of accomplishment and wrapped his hands around the (blessedly cool) cup. Wetting his fingers on the plastic, Janus tapped his torn lower lip and let the moisture cool his mouth for a split second before it evaporated in the heat from his body as much from the summer swelter.
Janus put his teeth around the straw but didn't drink. "More time. Some power. Enough..." He grinned at Eames around the straw, not a wide grin, but enough of one to be unmistakable, "...to change." Janus chewed the straw again without drinking.