It's working well. The pat makes him smile a bit in amusement. He knows he and Arthur can be a little fucked up sometimes. But, well... they've both been in the military, both been used as PASIV guinea pigs, both been just around the Cobbs. The dream sharing world isn't really made up of well-adjusted people.

He makes a small, skeptical sound at the 'friends' part of it, but he refrains from addressing that part.

"He buries this shit, you know. It's none of my business with what he does with it, but..."

He kicks at the ground with the toe of his shoe, sighing. "I guess I kind of worry... a little bit."