[John's hackles instinctively rise at Berit's voice, but he tries not to let that rule him. His tail does fluff up slightly, though. The thought that this might alter Sherlock really hadn't crossed his mind. Nor had the idea that Sherlock might be against him touching his Heart.
There's also some irritation--amplified by more feline thought processes--that Sherlock would have the audacity to be upset about John doing things that might affect him without asking. Their life together has been a rather long string of Sherlock not asking for John's permission or informing him of a vast multitude of things.]
Because I hurt you, and I was upset. Not exactly a good combination for thinking clearly.
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There's also some irritation--amplified by more feline thought processes--that Sherlock would have the audacity to be upset about John doing things that might affect him without asking. Their life together has been a rather long string of Sherlock not asking for John's permission or informing him of a vast multitude of things.]
Because I hurt you, and I was upset. Not exactly a good combination for thinking clearly.
[It's half-snapped, but it's honest.]