A long sigh emanated from Sherlock's throat. Well, this was going to complicate dealing with his brother. And complication was never good when it came to Mycroft- the might Zeus as the mortals called him.
"If I hadn't brought him here, he would have already died." He asked Greg, though it was more of a statement than a question. "And yet he still might die at the hands of my brother."
For the moment at least, he was ignoring John. He was part of the problem, not the solution at the moment.
"It sounds like Hades' fate was sealed. It happened with Moriarty, and it happened with me. And I know that you know what happens to us, to this mortal and I. But I also know that you won't tell me."
He looked back to John when he asked the question, but didn't answer.
Suddenly, his head whipped back to Greg. "Persephone was a goddess, not a mortal. Does that mean that he is...." His voice trailed off, he couldn't even contemplate what that might mean.
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"If I hadn't brought him here, he would have already died." He asked Greg, though it was more of a statement than a question. "And yet he still might die at the hands of my brother."
For the moment at least, he was ignoring John. He was part of the problem, not the solution at the moment.
"It sounds like Hades' fate was sealed. It happened with Moriarty, and it happened with me. And I know that you know what happens to us, to this mortal and I. But I also know that you won't tell me."
He looked back to John when he asked the question, but didn't answer.
Suddenly, his head whipped back to Greg. "Persephone was a goddess, not a mortal. Does that mean that he is...." His voice trailed off, he couldn't even contemplate what that might mean.