*he laughs shaking his head as he lets his hand slip from the others, putting away the bottle now pulling out some large plasters and bandages* We all know about your preferences Holmes.
“We” being hopefully very few. *Holmes relaxes and lets his cheek rest comfortably against the pillow now*
*He applies the large plaster precisely, pressing it down on the edges to make sure it stuck* We being; you, me and Gladstone
I certainly hope so. Though, Gladstone not so much. I’m not sure he can even hear any longer. *Holmes pauses, a few experiments he’s tried on the poor animal going through his thoughts*