Joan reached out quickly to stop her mug from toppling over, giving a start herself at the sudden noise.
He hadn't answered her question, not really and that was a tell to her that it was time to let this conversation fall aside. For now.
"I'm not going to tell Gregson." she said, referring of course to his relapse.
"And neither are you. Finish your coffee and go shower or whatever else and then you are going to bed."
Not your mother she had said once, but that tone sounded terribly like one. She stood up and poured her own cup out in the sink before coming to stand by him.
"Come on. I'll get my pillows off my bed and some of the extra blankets. You know the drill."
As in Sherlock's claim to privacy just became nil. Joan planned to set up camp right at his bedroom door. It was not even dark out yet, but Joan was in no hurry for night and the inevitable bottom out crash that would come.
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Date: 2012-12-09 08:15 pm (UTC)He hadn't answered her question, not really and that was a tell to her that it was time to let this conversation fall aside. For now.
"I'm not going to tell Gregson." she said, referring of course to his relapse.
"And neither are you. Finish your coffee and go shower or whatever else and then you are going to bed."
Not your mother she had said once, but that tone sounded terribly like one. She stood up and poured her own cup out in the sink before coming to stand by him.
"Come on. I'll get my pillows off my bed and some of the extra blankets. You know the drill."
As in Sherlock's claim to privacy just became nil. Joan planned to set up camp right at his bedroom door. It was not even dark out yet, but Joan was in no hurry for night and the inevitable bottom out crash that would come.