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Holmes was studiously ignoring Watson's gaze. I suppose I shall have to start the conversation, Watson concluded wryly.
"I am as yet unenlightened to the name belonging to that criminal's ravings." Holmes' blinking ceased for a moment – which, for the detective, was very nearly the equivalent of a wince. Still he offered nothing in reply.
The doctor sighed and settled back into his chair. Dryly, he listed the facts known to him. "You were desperate to understand the motive of my attacker. Perhaps his attack is coincidental with a case you're working at present? Your… fervor to obtain information coupled with the otherwise vague threats of a mugger seems to indicate a perceived threat."
There was pointed silence save for the crackling of fire. Watson sat patiently, determined to force Holmes' voice into the discussion. He stared at his friend and, eventually, Holmes obliged by lifting his frown from its contemplation of the fire. There was a sense of resignation in his expression.
"I would hesitate to involve you in this matter," Holmes began finally, "but for the fact that it seems to have forced your inclusion by tonight's events."
Watson gave a wry chuckle, and Holmes risked a tired smile. In a moment it was gone again, however, and he nodded distractedly. "Very well. We should start at the beginning."