[After a decent amount of time needed to make tea, instacrush Watson is returned to his spot, setting the cups down. He sits back comfortably with the paper - now and then glancing at Holmes as if willing him to say something about how they can help.]
[Right. He goes into silent but distracted side-kick mode, drinking tea and reading the paper. Hopefully he gets no papers, that would take away from his handholding skills. He might wear gloves. To keep his hands soft until needed.]
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[Nothing in this case is a hassle. Nothing.]
I'll be right back..
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Right then.
[And he's off. To make tea.]
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What is the time, Watson?
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[He'd gotten so used to the silence that the speaking startles him.]
Oh - I do believe it's five to six.
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Yes, you're right.
[He sets down the paper and stands, straightening out his clothes so they are in prime condition.]