"Why?" Jim was silent for a few minutes. He wasn't thinking of an answer, he was listening for Moran to drag John up the last half flight of stairs. "Mmmm, because you and he are a pair. You were never Sherlock Holmes, great detective, until you met him. And he was a dead man before he met you. I... Oh. I just love parasitic relationships."
He sounded as if they thought brought him nothing but pleasure and he hummed before standing up to go to the door Sebastian had locked from the outside. He was excited for this, excited to see what would happen.
He never really just winged something before. Every string was usually carefully laid out to be plucked in a certain order but the snow left him bored. Not having too much on left him bored. And he really had missed Sherlock. So much. So much it burned.
"Oh!" He clapped his hands and spun back towards Sherlock, "he's a bit like a carrot. A prize. Or are you the prize? Hm. Something I haven't considered. It's been a slow week."
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"Why?" Jim was silent for a few minutes. He wasn't thinking of an answer, he was listening for Moran to drag John up the last half flight of stairs. "Mmmm, because you and he are a pair. You were never Sherlock Holmes, great detective, until you met him. And he was a dead man before he met you. I... Oh. I just love parasitic relationships."
He sounded as if they thought brought him nothing but pleasure and he hummed before standing up to go to the door Sebastian had locked from the outside. He was excited for this, excited to see what would happen.
He never really just winged something before. Every string was usually carefully laid out to be plucked in a certain order but the snow left him bored. Not having too much on left him bored. And he really had missed Sherlock. So much. So much it burned.
"Oh!" He clapped his hands and spun back towards Sherlock, "he's a bit like a carrot. A prize. Or are you the prize? Hm. Something I haven't considered. It's been a slow week."