[John rolls his eyes.]

I'm not leaving until tomorrow, Sherlock, and I'll only be gone a day. You can stay here if you really want. [There's a pause.] I'm taking Mr. Sylar with me. I don't want him here alone with you while you're distracted. I'd like some of that morphine you have, as well, by the way. I'm having to do amputations. He'll need something for the pain and you don't actually need it.

[He's ignoring request for his tablet. You have your own, Sherlock.]