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[howdull]

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[howdull]

The chapel, I'm still there, though I intend to set out shortly.

[keepscalm]

I plan to remain in this area until we've found what we're looking for, but if you need to set off in a different direction, I'll look into finding a runner to deliver it.

[He'd do it himself if Sherlock really needed this, but he will probably not die without bomb supplies...]

[howdull]

Find a runner, I have no need to travel in that direction.

[Though, oddly enough, he has a vague sensation that he doesn't know what direction he's actually travelling in now.]

[keepscalm]

Is there anyone in particular you'd trust to do it? Aside from the obvious.

[Since the list of people England trusts is depressingly low, and John is a bit too dead for the job.]

[howdull]

[He rapidly runs through the people that he knows, eliminating some.]

Quark, if available and convenient.

[keepscalm]

[That makes sense, actually.]

I'll contact him and get back to you.

Do you know what you've lost yet?

[howdull]

Why would I have lost anything?

[He hasn't died recently, he'd remember that...]

[keepscalm]

[Well, that does give England a bit of an idea as to what it could be...]

You died. People are typically missing something when they awaken after death.

[howdull]

Don't be ridiculous, I would recall if I had died.

[Or not, whatever.]

[keepscalm]

[Ah. Yeah, definitely a clue.]

It could be a fabrication, but your name was on the obituary this morning. You really don't remember anything about a death?

[howdull]

[He can't help but wonder, with a tiny bitter amusement, just how often he's felt this initial swoop of fear about losing his memory. Once? Twice? A hundred times? How soon will he forget again?]

Send Quark.

[And he hangs up abruptly.]