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[jumpthegun]

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[jumpthegun]

Wear the hat. You've been needing one since you got here and that one's specifically for this sort of weather. I don't want to have to cut off pieces of your ears for the frostbite.

I got my casebook.

[howdull]

I'm not wearing the hat.

[End of that discussion.]

You can show me when you get here. Wherever here is.

[jumpthegun]

She gave you the hat for a reason.

Want to show me on video. Or have you looked at the map to get a read on your location, yet?

[howdull]

[Of course he hasn't worked it out on the map, his orienteering skills are atrocious.]

It's a building surrounded by snow, I'm sure I can work it out from here.

[jumpthegun]

[John's expression flattens, even if Sherlock can't see it.]

Perfectly sound description, but I was hoping you'd go deeper.

[The sarcasm is oozing off of John's own reply as he misquotes one of Sherlock's own lines at him.]

Turn on your camera, I'll help you figure out where you are and where you need to go.

[howdull]

I said I could work it out from here.

[He's a little touchy about needing help right now, what with his mind being so unreliable.]

Goodbye, John.

[Huff. And he hangs up.]