[Sherlock's expression contorts briefly, but... Well. There are other marks. None all that old. Pinpricks at the crook of his arm. Evidence of the bite of other needles, the burn of poisons in his blood. Poisons he can tell himself help him work or sleep.
But he accepts the treatment without audible protest. Perhaps a faint narrowing of the eyes. Perhaps he draws up a bit. But he doesn't say anything about it.
Acknowledging any oddity in John's behaviour means he might have to address the underlying cause. He knows what it is, but... that doesn't mean he'll talk about it.]
How big is this place? Where can he go? He'll try to go underground, try to hide. If he manages that--
[He won't go back to square one. He won't start over again. He won't lose everything he's managed to do.]
I'm fine.
[Already, his hand is at the IV in the other, feeling it. He has too much practice taking this sort of thing off himself, and he's just contemplating how best to do it in this instance.]
We're-- [is that right? are they in this together?] I'm-- [is he alone?]
no subject
But he accepts the treatment without audible protest. Perhaps a faint narrowing of the eyes. Perhaps he draws up a bit. But he doesn't say anything about it.
Acknowledging any oddity in John's behaviour means he might have to address the underlying cause. He knows what it is, but... that doesn't mean he'll talk about it.]
How big is this place? Where can he go? He'll try to go underground, try to hide. If he manages that--
[He won't go back to square one. He won't start over again. He won't lose everything he's managed to do.]
I'm fine.
[Already, his hand is at the IV in the other, feeling it. He has too much practice taking this sort of thing off himself, and he's just contemplating how best to do it in this instance.]
We're-- [is that right? are they in this together?] I'm-- [is he alone?]
There's no time to sit around a hospital.
I'm fine.