Dare I ask how long we'll be staying? [John is putting down his own paper, contemplating what to pack.]

Though, it's not as if much is going on at the moment. [So there is that. Honestly, the lull in everything has been a bit of a blessing to John. He knows that Sherlock doesn't handle being bored well, but John wasn't ready for another big case, Irene had unsettled him to some degree.]

I could probably find a local rugby.