It was a startlingly open admission on Sherlock's part--possibly the most personal thing he'd said all night. Harry's eyes widened in surprise; somewhere behind them, Mrs Watson slipped an arm around her husband's shoulder.
"I can read facts. Things, for the most part. People are..." He trailed off before giving John's hand another squeeze and pulling back slightly, as if he were trying to prove a point to himself. "Complicated. Anyway."
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Date: 2012-02-13 04:45 am (UTC)It was a startlingly open admission on Sherlock's part--possibly the most personal thing he'd said all night. Harry's eyes widened in surprise; somewhere behind them, Mrs Watson slipped an arm around her husband's shoulder.
"I can read facts. Things, for the most part. People are..." He trailed off before giving John's hand another squeeze and pulling back slightly, as if he were trying to prove a point to himself. "Complicated. Anyway."