Sherlock chuckled. "Well, normally yes, you would need clothes, if someone else was going to see you. But there is no one for miles, and my clothes would be too tight in the chest and too long in the arms and legs." John, in his human form, was about 6 inches shorter than John, but he still had his broad, muscled chest and fairly muscular arms and legs.

And for the first time, Sherlock looked between his legs.

What was there did look human, though it was larger than average, larger and much thicker than his own, like he hadn't quite totally shaken what he had been just moment before.

"I'm not sure how human food will taste to you, or if it will upset your stomach, but we can try. Sherlock put the bag of gold in his pocket and helped John into his small, very basic home.