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[jumpthegun]

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[armoured]

[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.]