Eames' brow quirked just slightly at the realization that they were on the same floor. He wasn't entirely sure what to make of it, he'd taken them being in the same restaurant the night before as a sign, possibly of impending doom, but now it was turning into a long enough string of coincidences that he was tempted to check his totem, and likely he would when he got back to his room, no sense being paranoid about it, "Well that's true, I suppose, but you've certainly got your 'someone's about to get punched' look."