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If you have a message for me, Dr. John Watson, please leave it here. I shall certainly get back to you as soon as I can.
- JW

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"Men who make a habit of carrying guns in their pockets are at least a little dangerous, yes. And I know you're as guilty of that as I am."

Still, he shakes his head in disbelief. "Still, I rather hope there are no other surprises in store for us. Forgive me, love, if I startle at you in the dark from time to time. This may take some getting used to."

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"Comparatively, a harmless sort of joke to play on us, though. This isn't some great backhanded cruelty, some punch to the gut. I see better in darkness now, and my eyes glow. I think that's something simple enough to live with. No?"

Without fumbling, he lays claim to one of Watson's hands, lifting it to his lips for a tender little kiss.

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He smiles, almost involuntarily.

"Well, they are your eyes, so I won't presume to contradict you." Watson puts his free arm around Johnny's waist, moving both of them towards the bed. "Honestly, now that the shock of it has passed, it's quite beautiful. A little unearthly, perhaps, but beautiful."