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[He shouldn't be putting this on Sherlock's lap, anyway. Not after what's happened between them.

John, just tell him. He knows you saw the DVD. He thinks you still hate him. Tell him you don't.]

Even if he does... I still did it, Sherlock. It was real. He wasn't doing anything, wasn't putting anyone in harm's way. He wasn't a combatant.

[Every piece of his moral character is screaming at him.

You weren't in your right mind, John. You know how this place is. And you're still not telling him.]

How the hell am I meant to work that into the conversation?

[Retrospectively, voice to text may not have been the best idea you've had, my darling.]