She makes a little noise when Eames removes his fingers. She feels open and empty, which is likely the point. Still she squirms a little, getting up onto her knees, since they're going to be rearranging a bit.

"I think Arthur wants to be lazy. " Sass sass sass. "But I'm not in a mood to talk about it anymore."

She grabs Arthur's hand and tugs on him to get him moving to the middle of the bed. She is wet enough she can feel it on her thighs. They've taken their sweet time getting her ready, and she is very impatient to have them.