[ John doesn't respond to the questions. He simply does not respond, other than to stare at the younger man. And he steps forward, he leans over the man some, into some of his personal space, eyes narrowing as he reaches to catch the wrist of Sherlock's exploring hand. ]

You're going to be doing a lot of sitting around for the next few days, and it's either going to be in a flat or it's going to be here. I will do whatever it takes to make sure of that.

[ Do you understand?

John has never pushed quite like this before, but things are different from when they last met. ]

Sod Moriarty. There are bigger things than him now, and you're in no state to deal with either of them.