[Sherlock settles against the seat, lifting one of his arms up to curl behind his head to use it as a pillow. His body is as exhausted as his mind, but the awkward position and the bruises and cuts from his interrogation will keep sleep from arriving instantaneously.
He recognises what Joan's saying to him as sentiment, and he does in fact brush it off.]
You're seeing me now and I can guarantee I won't use the same tricks twice.
[Meaning, if he dies again (which he has absolutely zero plan on doing), it will be for real. It would be severely unhealthy to let emotionally induced blindness lead her to chasing after a ghost. If sentiment's kept her going this long, there's no saying it won't do the same later on. Perhaps it's a bit of himself being sentimental in worrying over such a thing.
He closes his eyes and sighs through his nose. He'd missed Joan too through everything. Having a friend is something he didn't realise the value of until he had one and lost her.]
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He recognises what Joan's saying to him as sentiment, and he does in fact brush it off.]
You're seeing me now and I can guarantee I won't use the same tricks twice.
[Meaning, if he dies again (which he has absolutely zero plan on doing), it will be for real. It would be severely unhealthy to let emotionally induced blindness lead her to chasing after a ghost. If sentiment's kept her going this long, there's no saying it won't do the same later on. Perhaps it's a bit of himself being sentimental in worrying over such a thing.
He closes his eyes and sighs through his nose. He'd missed Joan too through everything. Having a friend is something he didn't realise the value of until he had one and lost her.]
Wake me if you stop somewhere.