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[This just makes things look worse for Joker and House in cahoots over Agent Carter. Trick him into pursuing one with a fake mission, while both team up together elsewhere to take out someone else.

It's his turn to be silent for a while, already thinking ahead as to what he can do.]

Did you see which way he went?

[That stretch of Norfinbury isn't too far from where he is.]

[jumpthegun]

South. South it's south, I think. He was

[It's a few minutes before he actually continues, losing the train of thought in voice-to-text. He's still mildly delirious with the hypothermia, but John's trying to fight through it.]

Danger. He's dangerous. Be careful. Sorry. I can't... hard to think.

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[That's far from Watson's usual precise and eloquent language, which just ups his concern a little bit more.]

How badly hurt are you?

[jumpthegun]

It's the hypothermia. Fireplace poker a few times. You have to get the poker away from him.

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[He'll make a mental note of how Joker's armed, but he'll focus on Watson for now. Briefly.]

Are you somewhere warm?

[jumpthegun]

Warm, yeah. Iron Man saved me. And Black Widow. And England.
They're warm.

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[Why is he not surprised the Avengers have got themselves involved?

It assuages his worry, at least, they'll take care of him. So he does what he does best, and hangs up now he has the information he wants.]