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[confidente]

( irene adler )

We need to talk. Soon. Preferably.
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( james watson )

[ Clears throat. ] Hey.

You okay?

[ That should be enough, right? Should be enough to tell him that he saw that argument, right? He's just checking in, making sure he isn't doing what John is think he is doing. Which he probably is, if he is anything like Sherlock (which he supposedly is meant to be). ]
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Did anyone else feel... odd yesterday? [ He frowns. What sort of question is that? Good god John. ] Like something else was controlling your emotions, in a way. And that same thing was, watching almost everything you did?

[ A pause. Way to sound crazy, John. Asking this was a bad idea. ]

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ROOM FILTER, FOREVER;

[confidente]

Hey. [ Sorry Toby, no playing for you. He is on a mission here, a mission that is going to give James food and tea whether he likes it or not. He even brought home made Risotto, because it was the first thing he thought of after closing the journal earlier.

And so he carefully sidesteps Toby, using his elbow to open the door further before pushing it back with his foot, making sure not to close it completely. ]

You're going to put a kink in your neck doing that.

YUS

[unnaturalpause]

[No food either? He's just going to follow you over to James and plop himself down next to his chair to see what you're doing really.

James doesn't care though.]

And I will be fine. Hardly the first time I have sat this way.

[confidente]

[ Maybe he'll toss Toby some scraps later, because he isn't completely horrible.

He'll also make James care. ]

Yes, you really do look fine.

[unnaturalpause]

[If he does Toby will love him to death :3

James however will growl and glare at that.]

That is because I am. Do you have a point you are attempting to make in regards to my appearance?

[confidente]

[ Damn straight, he is the best human ever. Right? ]

I think we both know what my point is. [ He moves about as if he owns the room, putting the tray down on a small coffee table that he moves closer towards the chair James has parked himself in. ]

Humor me, you don't have to eat it all, just some of it.

[unnaturalpause]

[The bestest human ever man.]

No, I do not believe we both do. [Yes they do but he's proving difficult.]

And I have told you that I am fine.

[confidente]

[ Damn straight!! ]

Now you're just being difficult. [ Which is something he is so very used to. ]

James, please. Just do it for me.

[unnaturalpause]

[God damn it John, it's enough to make him sit up and get the food at least. Happy?]

Have you, talked with Helen?

[confidente]

Yes, I have.