Eventually, Moriarty would find the way in, and it would become something only he could handle. They would walk a path others wouldn't-- couldn't. In the end... nothing else would matter. Their contacts, their plans. All of them would have to be discarded, and they would stand alone.
But John didn't need to know that. He could think that they two would walk the whole way together, face the fires of Hell and come out with only a few burns. And, for now, it was better that way.
Sherlock sat up straighter, glanced over at Moriarty. His tea was only barely sipped at.]
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["We." For now. While it was safe.
Eventually, Moriarty would find the way in, and it would become something only he could handle. They would walk a path others wouldn't-- couldn't. In the end... nothing else would matter. Their contacts, their plans. All of them would have to be discarded, and they would stand alone.
But John didn't need to know that. He could think that they two would walk the whole way together, face the fires of Hell and come out with only a few burns. And, for now, it was better that way.
Sherlock sat up straighter, glanced over at Moriarty. His tea was only barely sipped at.]
Ready to go, John?