Before you went back to Sydney, you wanted to know how far Ariadne had got with the three levels, because without the certainty that everything was finished, you could not fly with a clear conscience. There were still little things here and there, as the young student said, that needed to be changed, but the worlds themselves, were finished.

It was like Dom said. Not everything could be planned and had to be taken as it came, so Ariadne could only include as much as possible, but things could still come up that none of them thought of.

What happened on level three and what it was like there, you didn't need to know. For you, it was only up to level two, so you wanted to get an overview of Ariadne's first two levels exclusively.

"I didn't make that," the student said to you as the two of you walked down the sidewalk of a busy street and the entire other side of the street collapsed in on itself, revealing a street and buildings from Washington instead.

"I know," it was confirmed by you, nodding knowingly but Ariadne couldn't know what this meant, "Turn around."

"Can you leave us alone?", Eames asked Ariadne, who looked to you and you nodded in response, saying it was fine, "Thank you."

"Really?", you exhaled audibly and pointed afterwards to the obelisk that stood by the pool of water, "What...?"

"A promise," Eames didn't say anything more about it, as it wasn't necessary because you knew what meant, "I need a week to make you love me. After six months we got married and ten years, we spend life together. That's my ten hours."

"You think.", it still took two, but it was Eames now, so you didn't need to say a big word about it.

"I know it.", nice that Eames was so sure of that.

Well then, dream on.