Sufficient
John reminded himself again not to scratch the angry red rash that ran down his right arm.
He hadn't exactly given Sherlock permission to apply a histamine solution down his arm with a scouring pad. Yes, Sherlock had asked permission to try something and John's grunt from behind his newspaper hadn't been "no". He should be grateful that Sherlock hadn't put it on his dominant arm. And the histamine-induced swelling was going down, even if the abrasions were growing more painful. It still hurt like—
His phone chimed.
We got him. Sorry about the arm, but it worked. Thanks. GL