#09 | Psychologist
Lestrade shuffled up to Dr Serena Knight, who had somehow weaselled her way onto one of their cases as the criminal profiler. It wasn't like that was necessarily a bad thing, however, Sherlock was a criminal profiler and then some. In Lestrade's opinion Dr Knight wasn't exactly needed here.
Still, that didn't mean he couldn't ask her a few questions, gain some insight on matters that he'd never really thought about going to a therapist for.
"You're also a… shrink, right?" The Detective Inspector asked a little under his breath, for Sherlock was only a few feet away and his question involved said detective.
One side of Serena's lips curled up into a half smile and she scoffed.
"Clinical Psychologist, yes." She corrected, giving him a sideways glance. "Why do you ask?"
Lestrade shrugged, his eyes straying over to Sherlock, making sure he wasn't paying attention to the two.
"What about Sherlock?" Serena asked, keeping her voice low, her eyes flickering over to the consulting detective as well, before going back to Lestrade, who looked at her surprised when she'd asked her question.
"You noticed that?" He queried. Serena simply smiled and waited. "Well, you've interacted with him a lot these past few days and he's always claiming to be a high-functioning sociopath and you're a—what was it? Clinical psychologist. I… wanted to know what you thought. Of him."
Serena chuckled. "High-functioning sociopath? Well, from what I've picked up, and it's not at all 'in my professional opinion', having only known him for a few days, he's not a sociopath. He's just bad with people."
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