Sherlock nodded, and got up from the table to give John some space to think, and eat. His mind was reeling with questions, and he took the time to sit cross legged in his chair in the living room, his eyes closed and his hands steepled under his chin to organize the questions and figure out which ones that he wanted to ask and in which order.
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Date: 2019-06-10 02:47 pm (UTC)