[She's glad that he seems to have supportive family here, it's always sad when someone so young threatens to throw their life away on drugs. Definitely posh, judging by the brother's suit and accent, so maybe a rich kid rebelling against his upbringing? It's not her business to judge, only to help.]
He might be a little drowsy and out of it, but you're welcome to go in.
[She steps out of the lift with him and points to the third door down the corridor.]
Through there.
[Just as she said, Sherlock is laid out in a bed in that room. Drip in his arm, oxygen tubes in his nose, and a variety of machines beeping by his bedside. He opens his eyes when Mycroft walks in and scowls.]
This isn't home, Mycroft. Honestly, are you completely stupid?
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[She's glad that he seems to have supportive family here, it's always sad when someone so young threatens to throw their life away on drugs. Definitely posh, judging by the brother's suit and accent, so maybe a rich kid rebelling against his upbringing? It's not her business to judge, only to help.]
He might be a little drowsy and out of it, but you're welcome to go in.
[She steps out of the lift with him and points to the third door down the corridor.]
Through there.
[Just as she said, Sherlock is laid out in a bed in that room. Drip in his arm, oxygen tubes in his nose, and a variety of machines beeping by his bedside. He opens his eyes when Mycroft walks in and scowls.]
This isn't home, Mycroft. Honestly, are you completely stupid?