“You just said you don’t believe in inception.”
“I’m not talking about planting a new idea.” He was no good with metaphors, and couldn’t express the nuances.
“Then explain again. You want your friend to get over his wife. “Get on with your life – that’s not a new idea?”
The girl seated across the table seemed so young, and he wondered if she could understand the fire that Dom and Mal had lived, and how it now burned out of control. “This is something he wants. He just needs--”
Ariadne smiled. “Someone to show him through the maze?”