[Sherlock's sleep had been dreamless, brought on by the exhaustion and the subconscious feeling of safety having a trusted companion at his side.
The sound of Joan's voice makes him wake with a start. He looks around the car groggily, taking a moment to decide where he is. Right, he'd been captured and Joan had come to his aid. Now, they're on the run together. He sighs and brings a hand to his eyes, rubbing them so it would be easier to ignore the desire to just drift back off to sleep.]
Hotel. Yes, that sounds good.
[Maybe he should check their surroundings before making that kind of agreement. He does, then chooses not to amend his statement.]
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The sound of Joan's voice makes him wake with a start. He looks around the car groggily, taking a moment to decide where he is. Right, he'd been captured and Joan had come to his aid. Now, they're on the run together. He sighs and brings a hand to his eyes, rubbing them so it would be easier to ignore the desire to just drift back off to sleep.]
Hotel. Yes, that sounds good.
[Maybe he should check their surroundings before making that kind of agreement. He does, then chooses not to amend his statement.]