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[souffle_girlek]

So there's a girl with one hand in a bowl of ice water and the other holding a fork that she's using to deconstruct a rhubarb pie, while reading her book, which is propped up against the napkin dispenser.

It's been a moderately horrid day. Time spent with Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth is called for.

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[souffle_girlek]

"Yeah, you're right - one's potentially life threatening." She retorts cheekily.

[awesome_binomial_theorems]

"I am twice your size!" Moriarty protests. "I am clearly far better equipped to take injuries."

[souffle_girlek]

"... That does not follow." She frowns, "And you're not twice my size. ... I'm pretty sure you aren't."

[awesome_binomial_theorems]

"It completely follows," Moriarty says, a little petulantly. "And - you're right, I'm probably not, but I am much larger than you."

[souffle_girlek]

"How, exactly, does it follow? You saying I'm not tough?" Because that's funny. So funny. Because he's so wrong.