[ A confirmation, tone a bit thin with either anger or exhaustion. Bit of both. Anyone who didn't know him could have easily mistaken it for nonchalance, but John was hardly ever clinical, even if he was a doctor. ]
Delusions of clarity still in place.
[ He can't actually read your mind, Sherlock. He eyes the man and his wing for a moment before offering his cup of coffee to the younger man. ]
Take these and we can take the saline out.
[ Pills are offered with the other hand, something removed from the bedside table in preparation for just this sort of moment. John can tell that Sherlock is probably in the place of denial that John himself had been for the past few days. H.O.U.N.D.'s neurotoxin? But that asked for someone to implant the idea of wings. Possible, but what about the real physiological responses? And how long until they all began to kill each other? Well. Even if it was a all an illusion or a dream, it didn't seem any less real. And they had no way of escaping it. ]
no subject
[ A confirmation, tone a bit thin with either anger or exhaustion. Bit of both. Anyone who didn't know him could have easily mistaken it for nonchalance, but John was hardly ever clinical, even if he was a doctor. ]
Delusions of clarity still in place.
[ He can't actually read your mind, Sherlock. He eyes the man and his wing for a moment before offering his cup of coffee to the younger man. ]
Take these and we can take the saline out.
[ Pills are offered with the other hand, something removed from the bedside table in preparation for just this sort of moment. John can tell that Sherlock is probably in the place of denial that John himself had been for the past few days. H.O.U.N.D.'s neurotoxin? But that asked for someone to implant the idea of wings. Possible, but what about the real physiological responses? And how long until they all began to kill each other? Well. Even if it was a all an illusion or a dream, it didn't seem any less real. And they had no way of escaping it. ]
Pain from one to ten?