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With all due respect, Mr. Elric, it's not your decision or mine, ultimately. Sherlock is the one who has a better read on Mr. Gray. If he says it's all right, then I'll defer to him. If he doesn't, then Mr. Gray will be staying with us. I'll speak with him when I have the chance.

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[Why is it Sherlock's decision?]

Couldn't you speak to him now?

[jumpthegun]

No. This is something I'd rather speak with him about in-person, and he's not with me at the moment.

[armoured]

Is Mr. Gray with you?

[Has he just called the wrong person entirely?]

[jumpthegun]

[He... has.]

Not at the moment, no. He's with Sherlock.

[armoured]

[There's a tiny sigh.]

Okay. Thank you, Dr. Watson, it's just that Mr. Gray told me to talk to you about him leaving. I guess I need to call Mr. Holmes, huh?

[jumpthegun]

Mm... He's a bit busy at the moment, so it might take him a while to respond, just so you know.

[Busy planning to get himself killed. John's going to try to make it to the chapel tomorrow, in spite of tripping over his own feet in the snow.]

[armoured]

[Don't think he doesn't notice that tone of voice, Dr. Watson.]

Is everything okay? What aren't they with you any more?

[jumpthegun]

Everything is fine. Thank you. I'm just tired. [He doesn't answer that second question.] I'm gonna try to get some sleep. You should, too, Al. You need it. Goodnight.

[armoured]

[Really?

Al doesn't believe that for a single moment.]

Dr. Watson, wait--

[Don't hang up on him, jerk.]

[jumpthegun]

[He said 'goodnight.' That totally counts as a polite farewell. And John has hung up. Sorry, Al.]