[His first reaction is to scoff and roll his eyes. Of course there's nothing wrong with his memory, it's always perfect. That's what the mind palace is for, it holds every piece of important information until he needs it. If things get deleted, it's always purposeful because they're boring or irrelevant.
But his actual memory? It's superb, it's one of the reasons he's such a good detective.
It's unlike John, though, to make a flippant remark at a time like this. So he does what he likely would not for anyone else, and obeys without questioning it. What he finds sends panic flooding abruptly through him like a tsunami. He can see the repeat, he can follow his own thought process on the screen to test his theory, and yet he remembers none of it.
It sends him into a genuine tailspin. If he can't remember, then he can't deduce, if he can't deduce then he is nothing.
He can't deny the evidence, it's there in front of him presented by the only person he would ever trust completely in matters of deduction. Himself. His fingers are shaking so badly that the messages he sends end up riddled with mistakes and he doesn't even care.]
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But his actual memory? It's superb, it's one of the reasons he's such a good detective.
It's unlike John, though, to make a flippant remark at a time like this. So he does what he likely would not for anyone else, and obeys without questioning it. What he finds sends panic flooding abruptly through him like a tsunami. He can see the repeat, he can follow his own thought process on the screen to test his theory, and yet he remembers none of it.
It sends him into a genuine tailspin. If he can't remember, then he can't deduce, if he can't deduce then he is nothing.
He can't deny the evidence, it's there in front of him presented by the only person he would ever trust completely in matters of deduction. Himself. His fingers are shaking so badly that the messages he sends end up riddled with mistakes and he doesn't even care.]
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