"Sherlock, you're being absotluely-"
"Ridiculous?" Sherlock snapped, "Unreasonable? Childish? DO you think I care, John?"
"No," John said exasperadtelyd, I just tought that maybe you would have an ounce of care for all of these peple.
Sherlock siged. "I've told you before, John. Caring about them – does it help save them?"
"No…it doesn't do any harm, dhthough," John snapped, "Would't hurt you to care about somebody once in a while.'
"It does do harm to me. Do you realise – don't you realise that I need all my brain to be working perfectly if I can sove this?" Sherloc said, waving his arms in a genral gesture to encompass all the work he hadpiled up.
"Still. It would do you good to maybe, ust maybe, have a bit of compassion for once," John protested.
"I do, John. I do," Sherlock said quitely.
John looked at him questioneingly, as if to say, 'For who?'ac w i
The other man didn't respond. He just curled up tigheter on his chair, avoided eye contact with his flatmate and thought, For you…