Right. [Leave it to Sherlock to put things in perspective. What's a bit of mud when compared to three deaths and a fatal injury.
Still, he's not going to let him win that easily. He bends near Sherlock, trying to follow his line of thought, his shoulder brushing the other man's.]
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Still, he's not going to let him win that easily. He bends near Sherlock, trying to follow his line of thought, his shoulder brushing the other man's.]
And does this thing have a name?