[Sherlock simply turns his head and refuses to engage any further in this discussion. Luckily, it's not that long before a sleek black car pulls up and the doors open so that Mycroft and his unlikely hospital-gowned teenage brother can slide into the back seats.
The driver keeps an impressively neutral expression, it's not his job to judge, and merely asks Mycroft the address. Back to his home, or to the Cambridge dorms? Sherlock remains quiet, in some futile hope that Mycroft will forget that he offered to answer questions in exchange for this escape.]
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The driver keeps an impressively neutral expression, it's not his job to judge, and merely asks Mycroft the address. Back to his home, or to the Cambridge dorms? Sherlock remains quiet, in some futile hope that Mycroft will forget that he offered to answer questions in exchange for this escape.]