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Fair enough. The man is a genius, but I'm not sure I would exactly wish that on anybody.

Do you think you're better off for meeting him, at least?

[There's a small smile on John's lips.] I don't think you understand. He hasn't rubbed off on me because I was already like that before. Wartime doctor. They were right when they said I liked to be in the action and that's just where Sherlock puts me.

Frankly, what my brother has, or has not, been doing with you is none of my concern, John.

Even if your tendency to fuss over how I spend my time has been on the increase of late.

I wasn't talking about Myrcroft rubbing anything. [Although thank you for that wonderful image, Sherlock. He may have to go take a shower to scrub it away.] You were right. I do enjoy being out there with you.

Of course I was right. [Completely flat toned. Obviously, John. Really.]

There's no 'of course' about it.