"You really went to great lengths to change the room," John mentioned as they sat back down again, Sherly back in Mary's arms. Sherlock urged Mary to take her back, thinking that he wasn't sure if he would be able to giver her back later.
"Yes," Sherlock replied, stirring the tea that Mrs. Hudson had brought up.
"Even your skull is gone," John pointed out. "Billy."
"Yes, well, I didn't want to scare her and cause her to cry," Sherlock reasoned, hating the sound of screaming children. John smiled and nodded.
"You didn't have to do all of this," Mary whispered as John pursed his lips.
"I know, but isn't that what people do?" Sherlock asked, referring to making the room safer.
"Yes, I suppose so," Mary smiled as John shook his head.
"So, how's your case going?" John asked as Sherlock froze. "You haven't worked on it, have you?"
"Well, I've been short a man for a while," Sherlock countered, shoving the problem back to John, who rolled his eyes.
"You don't need me to help you on your cases," John retorted as Sherlock shook his head.
"No, I'm pretty sure I do. Where would I be without my blogger?" Sherlock urged as John sighed.
"Fine, we'll work on it after tea," John replied as Sherlock smiled.
"After tea," he agreed, sipping slowly.