Sherlock started to clear the table, he was pretty sure that food had been abandoned for the prospect of finding other knights.

As he was cleaning, and ferrying stuff to the sink and fridge, he made sure to stick his arse out a bit. It was obvious that John had been staring at it, and Sherlock was going to take full advantage. He didn't intend to pull John back into bed, but he'd give him a show and if it happened, well, all the more better.

But first, the knights.

"How many knights awakened during the War, and which ones? Did... Arthur arise?" Sherlock was deathly curious. He just had to know. Who was he, if he had?