He looks at it again. A gift, then. People give him gifts here, and it's weird.
'Thanks.'
He wraps it back up and slides it into his pocket. He'll make sure and tell Sherlock where he got it. Fan those newly-found jealousy flames, because the git deserves it right now. That aside, this calms enough to let him sit down, though he's restless in the chair and his eyes don't stop flicking around the room.
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He looks at it again. A gift, then. People give him gifts here, and it's weird.
'Thanks.'
He wraps it back up and slides it into his pocket. He'll make sure and tell Sherlock where he got it. Fan those newly-found jealousy flames, because the git deserves it right now. That aside, this calms enough to let him sit down, though he's restless in the chair and his eyes don't stop flicking around the room.
'Did I say I'd give you anything in return?'