John looked at Sherlock and shook his head. "No, I'll be okay. Thank you for offering though." He said.
He knew Sherlock had seen the new scars... From the shrapnel that nearly took his life, but he was still hesitant about them, what they represented. He pulled his hand away from his thigh and looked down at his cup of tea.
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Date: 2018-04-09 06:08 pm (UTC)He knew Sherlock had seen the new scars... From the shrapnel that nearly took his life, but he was still hesitant about them, what they represented. He pulled his hand away from his thigh and looked down at his cup of tea.