Sherlock considered it for a minute then nodded. "I'm sure we can avoid complete madness in the time this will take. Or at the very least I will conveniently interrupt it." He folded his hands over his knees, not wanting to make the grabby hands towards John that he was yearning for. He was a little more frightened by the idea of dying than he'd expected. He was leaving John to face whatever the event threw at him alone. It was incredibly selfish and stupid of him. And in many ways too late to be rethinking their decision. His decision.
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