On the intention to app to asgardeventide

[prepared_to_burn]

Not only do you want to take me to a city created by Norse gods, but you want Mycroft to come as well. To make me live with him. While concealing from John that not only am I not dead but also that I'm in the city at all. Points one and three? Tolerable. Point two? No.

I don't care that you think it'd be "fun." Life with Mycroft? Never fun. Dull on the best of days, exceptionally irritating on most. Occasionally infuriating. The only part of this idea that is remotely acceptable is having someone there whose identity I could assume for anonymous messages. Even that isn't worth the annoyance of dealing with Mycroft on a daily basis.

Reconsider.

That is not a request.

SH

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[willbemother]

[ If this is a joke about his weight...

Oh. Well. Yes, if Mycroft did have to pick the aspect of John Watson he misses the very most with this severence, it's how great of a nanny he was to Sherlock. It's too imbedded within Sherlock raising to forsake things like hygiene for very long, but sitting him down to a meal had always been rather difficult.

There's a roll of eyes at the suggestion, but he sighs. ]

Foresight has never been your forte.

[ It's his. He does see why you need him, even if it's beyond you to really ask. ]

You've got your work cut out for you.

[ The book is clapped shut and tucked silently away. He climbs to his feet, leaning partially on the stem of his umbrella while tucking his other hand into his pocket. His eyes cast down the younger, before flicking up to meet his gaze again. ]

Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster, and if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.

[ A serene arch of brows, pointed and expectant. ]

Keep in touch.

[prepared_to_burn]

[A calm, cool reply, though perhaps with a trace of emotion around it:]

What does not destroy me, makes me stronger.

[willbemother]

[ There is a graceful smile, which does not quite reach his eyes; those seem a little distant. ]

Though no less wasteful. Think it over.

[ That said, the eldest Holmes does move to take his leave. The world continues to turn. ]