"Ah, shipwrecks." Sherlock nodded. There was part of him that wondered if he found the ship he was on, but in another way, he didn't want to know because he didn't really want to think about all the people he knew in Davy Jones' locker.
Sherlock was a bit surprised at the sudden clinginess of the fishman. He reached down and gently ran his hand through John's hair, marveling at how soft it was, despite it being constantly wet and salty.
"Alright." He said with a chuckle. "But you are going to have to let go of me." He very gently extricated himself from John and walked onto shore. It took him a while, and he had to waste a little of the precious gunpowder, but eventually he found enough fuel for the fire. It was tricky to get it started, but once it was going, it burnt hot.
"I'm going to have to constantly keep it fed." Sherlock told John when he walked back to the ocean. "So I'll have to sleep less, just nap, because if it goes out I don't have enough to start it again.
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Date: 2019-08-18 04:52 am (UTC)Sherlock was a bit surprised at the sudden clinginess of the fishman. He reached down and gently ran his hand through John's hair, marveling at how soft it was, despite it being constantly wet and salty.
"Alright." He said with a chuckle. "But you are going to have to let go of me." He very gently extricated himself from John and walked onto shore. It took him a while, and he had to waste a little of the precious gunpowder, but eventually he found enough fuel for the fire. It was tricky to get it started, but once it was going, it burnt hot.
"I'm going to have to constantly keep it fed." Sherlock told John when he walked back to the ocean. "So I'll have to sleep less, just nap, because if it goes out I don't have enough to start it again.