Sherlock's pale blue eyes light up like fireworks. He doesn't snatch the bag away, he simply gazes at it reverently before pushing it to his chest for a moment.
One would say he's almost moved by it.
"I agree with him you know," Sherlock teases, in much too good of a mood to mean that any other way. "It shouldn't be too difficult to put together where and when the last attack will occur. There will be several missing variables, but it shouldn't be a problem. I'll find him, Mycroft."
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I want to play this so badly now!
Date: 2011-01-09 06:18 am (UTC)One would say he's almost moved by it.
"I agree with him you know," Sherlock teases, in much too good of a mood to mean that any other way. "It shouldn't be too difficult to put together where and when the last attack will occur. There will be several missing variables, but it shouldn't be a problem. I'll find him, Mycroft."