[Honestly? For anyone else, it would have taken much more shaking.
Sitting up, he gazes out at the flowers around - his face turning to confusion to something like annoyance, before shaking his head.]
A dream...of a meadow? A rather tame dream, then. And I was asleep, inside of a dream? Hmph, I can't be THAT tire-
[..Wait.
Something is wrong.]
....!
[Without pause, he suddenly reaches out and touches Sherlock's throat, right where one could feel the artery pulse in time with the heart - and then touches his own in return.
There's a flicker of something like hope rising up in his eyes before it's suddenly quelled.
...And then, he gives a dry laugh.]
...A dream, indeed. You've regained your humanity, Holmes - in here, at least.
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Sitting up, he gazes out at the flowers around - his face turning to confusion to something like annoyance, before shaking his head.]
A dream...of a meadow? A rather tame dream, then. And I was asleep, inside of a dream? Hmph, I can't be THAT tire-
[..Wait.
Something is wrong.]
....!
[Without pause, he suddenly reaches out and touches Sherlock's throat, right where one could feel the artery pulse in time with the heart - and then touches his own in return.
There's a flicker of something like hope rising up in his eyes before it's suddenly quelled.
...And then, he gives a dry laugh.]
...A dream, indeed. You've regained your humanity, Holmes - in here, at least.