Greg sat back down and looked at Sherlock. Many underestimated the Fates, perceiving them as weak, a thought to be disregarded. But the Fates saw everything, every outcome, thought, hope, anything that could change the course of anyone's life. And it just wasn't those that believed in the Greek gods, it was everyone in the world. All seven billion people. It was a wonder he wasn't insane.

John made a noise, letting out a breath.

Greg smiled. "What are you feeling right now?"