Likely spoilers from The Final Problem in the comments!

[deduce]

You feel sick?

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[onthesideoftheangels]

[A quiet huff of laughter. It's quite black laughter and it's not actually because he's that amused, but there you are anyway.]

Quite.

[deduce]

Do you know, she's actually in a state of shock.

[onthesideoftheangels]

Oh, I'd supposed as much. Rather the intention, wasn't it? [LOOK, HE'S FINE, HE'S SO FINE.] Mine's shaking and creating an iTunes playlist, always a sign of some dramatic upheaval in her life.

reposting for spelling error

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

My mun is wondering how long the wait will be this time.
SH

[322434]

No picnic, is it?

[stillhastrustissues]

...

You feel sick?

[deduce]

She had to force herself into going to sleep. Something about a phobia of being sick. I'd say it's one of her strangest quirks, but I also happen to know that she has a fear of wrists.

[deduce]

About a year.

casually edges you towards the amat app so that you might app next round

[deduce]

I have a strange suspicion that it's not meant to be.

[deduce]

No, I don't feel sick, John. She does.

[deduce]

I'm fine.

_{[Absolutely and unequivocally fine because this is what he has to be. No small hints of emotion, just a mask; blank dark and incredibly bitter.]}

Perfect, actually. There's some small relief in being dead.

how did you know I was eyeing it? O_O

[322434]

And since when have you failed to enjoy something simply because it's not meant to be enjoyed?

[She keeps her tone light, but she knows she's glossing over the issue hugely.]

I hope you bought Miss Hooper flowers. Or something rather more substantial.

because i'm sherlock motherfucking holmes 8)

[deduce]

_{[He doesn't even bother responding, merely holding her gaze steadily before flicking his eyes away.]}

So a thank you card is a bit not good, then?

_{[Jokes. God, he's so bitter he can barely even make a joke.]}

[conduce]

It's just us ghosties now.

[deduce]

<sub>[Oh, he has so much to say to you and yet his throat is tight and he can't say a single damned thing.

The famous Sherlock Holmes, choked out of a reply because he's too bitter to offer anything other than a glare.]</sub>

ooh mr Holmes ooh

[322434]

Oh, I don't know. She might not be interested in material things. A card might do. It would depend what you wrote in it.

Will you promise me something, Sherlock?

let's do it. and i will leave my collar up

[deduce]

Oh, I wouldn't hold me to a promise if I were you.

[stillhastrustissues]

Yeah.

Yeah, I suppose there is, for the one who's dead.

and the funny hat. I insist.

[322434]

Tough. I'll try anyway. It's alright, it's not a difficult promise to keep.

Just tell me I didn't give you the idea.

[deduce]

And I'd do it all over again if I had the chance.

No. That's going a step too far.

[deduce]

You're hardly the first person to fake their own deaths.

_[Pause.]

But what if you did?

I have wants and needs.

[322434]

If I did, I believe I'd have to add John to the ever-growing list of people who would cheerfully strangle me.

...Is one reason.

[And go without a lot of sleep- but there's no need to spell that one out.]

... A hat.

[deduce]

He might have if he thought you were alive.

_{[Because she's dead, just like Sherlock is. But he'll play nice.]}

No. It wasn't you.

Strange wants and needs.

[322434]

[Lovely. She doesn't care if it's not true. It at least strengthens her argument enough for her to believe it.]

Good.

There now. You've made me feel better. How do I do the same for you?

No hats. It's a rule.

[deduce]

You're not exactly in a prime position to help.

<sub>[But he's fine. Only he's not, is he? Absolutely full of a guilt that makes him hate himself, and that's odd, because he's never hated himself before - and some small part of him wants to hate John, because he didn't - he couldn't hate Sherlock.

Even though he gave him more than enough reason to.

Idiot.]</sub>

I'm - fine.