“Why me?”
“Why not?”
“I just thought… wouldn’t you rather take, I don’t know, I mean-“
“Sherlock? Nah. Between you and me, Molly, he doesn’t seem like he’d be much fun. I like to have fun every now and again, keeps me young. And I’d have to keep apologising for him. I have enough trouble keeping track of who I need to apologise to for myself, I can’t be having that.”
“John, then? You said… it was dangerous, and I’m not- I mean, I don’t know how to fight or anything.”
“Not a big fan of fighting myself. You don’t mind about that by the way, do you? That it’s dangerous.”
“…No.”
“Well then. What’s the problem?”
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