Voice test, AWAYYY~

[holmesitter]

Your understanding of 'funny' is very different than mine.

[ How mature. ]

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[hadbadays]

[ Oh, god.

See, he's just reaching to grab that hand, but he just bursts out laughing instead because he doesn't know what else to do. Oh, god. ]

[holmesitter]

[ Meanwhile: EXCUSE ME, why are you laughing? ]

[hadbadays]

[ ksjdhgfh okay, he's got this. Clearing his throat, he briefly leans on his knees and rubs a hand over his face as he takes a few deep breaths. He just lost the ability to can, okay. ]

Sorry. I'm so sorry, I just...

[ Straightening up, he takes another deep breath and... let's do that handshake now? ]

It's just that I'm... John Watson.

[holmesitter]

Oh.

[ Oh. ]

The whole 'universes, worlds...' Right. [ And there she goes shaking his hand. John Watson's hand. Wow, what is going on?

Joan smiles, hinting there is a bit of humor hidden in there, somewhere. ]

'Definitely not any different,' you said?

[hadbadays]

[ Good, then he can smile back without it being sheepish or an inappropriate laughter. Joan Watson's hand. Right. ]

Yeah. Since I know exactly what he's like. Or somewhat, at least. Maybe he's a little different.

[holmesitter]

Yes, he...

[ Ah, she stops herself. ]

Client confidentiality, but I like to believe there's something more in common than the name.

[hadbadays]

[ Blink. Wait. ]

Client confidentiality?