"I was living in Kenya, Arthur," Eames replies, slim fingers hiding a bemused smile behind them. "Trust me when I say that the most indulgent delicacies you can imagine have passed these lips," he says. On his feet, he heads for his wardrobe and tugs out a henley that is too large for him now and quickly divests of the bra before tugging on the loose-fitting garment with ease, choosing comfort within the walls of this home.