Dreamshare goes legal, Arthur goes corporate, Eames goes and (against his better judgement) falls in love.

A notorious serial killer returns after a three-year hiatus, reminding Detective Arthur Moss of the infamous case he couldn't close. But when the FBI becomes involved, Arthur is forced to work side-by-side once again with Special Agent Daniel Eames, a man who knows Arthur better than Arthur himself will ever admit. Both men must confront their past and heal old wounds in order to bring a psychopath to justice.

Arthur smiles at Cobb’s jokes. He sits down and writes into a notebook he keeps perched on his knees. Sometimes his shirt gets untucked in the back, which he fails to notice. Occasionally his research will be wrong.

But he’s only wrong because the source material is wrong. He doesn’t jog his leg up and down or otherwise fidget. His hands don’t shake. He rarely blinks, and when he does, there’s something unnerving about it.

“You’re far too bland for an android,” Eames comments.

Saito creates Cobb in limbo. Then they make mazes.