Oh my god I had to stop reading a bit from the end and just weep for how utterly perfect this fic is. Seriously, I cried (though I may be overemotional at the moment). Jesus God this is long and fantastic and utterly emotionally satisfying - satisfying in ways I didn't know I craved. Arthur being the one who got tied up with projections for once was refreshing and done SO well, and the bitterness of not having Eames in reality at first. I am SO GLAD you continued past their initial meeting in reality. Wretchedly sad losing Mal, oh god, Mal. <3 And slow-burning HOT ust and eventual sex. This fic just - leaves me bad at words. So fucking gorgeous.