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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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"Mm, or myself. So, do not carry this cane and my gun in my pocket at the same time, then? Good to know that it works on firearms, though." Watson shakes his head. "Of course, it won't do much good against people who point magic at me, but a cane that can disarm a revolver sounds damnably useful."

He shoots her a smile. "I am liking the idea of diversifying my personal armoury, though."

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"Bastrop used it on guns almost more than anything else, he never has been a fan of the things. Not that he could ever actually keep them outta Johnny or my's hands considerin' we ain't him with all his... fancy-pants martial arts training."

She's really a master of sounding stupidly fond of someone while also sounding like she's dragging them.

"We make use of what we can, yeah? And no one ever expects something like this," she gestures at the cane, "the first time around, that's for damn sure."

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"Sometimes a gun is a convenient answer!" He shakes his head. "Or perhaps that's just the soldier in me. I've often felt better with a gun in my pocket, but I certainly never had time for the fancy martial arts some men get up to."

Watson considers. "A surprise, then, not to be used prematurely. I suppose that's fair. There were any number of people who had no idea that I carried a cane with a blade inside it, I'm sure."

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"Nah I'm with you, and the only soldier in me is whatever my old man passed on. Ain't like shooting someone's my first choice, but sometimes you get charged at by some undead bastard and punching 'im feels like punching a brick wall, so. Y'know."

Johnny absolutely has her beat on willingness to pull a revolver out at any given provocation, but...

"Reckon you're right though, lot of people won't catch that sorta thing, and a good trick up your sleeve's a lifesaver sometimes. 'Course Johnny'll know what it is soon as he sees it, but family knowing's a different matter."

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"Well, of course Johnny must know. I rather hope I'm not in the position to be using it against him. Perish the thought."

That's... actually rather upsetting to think about.

"I am a straightforward man, but I have ever found it useful to be underestimated, particularly in the sort of work Holmes and I did. Holmes always had a way of attracting all the attention in the room, and it suits me to be unnoticed or dismissed until a key moment. A cane like this... fits with that."

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She hadn't even meant to put that implication out there and flinches at it, because yeah, perish the thought. Except God only knows around here. The shadow of her possession still hangs over her.

"Exactly, should serve you well. Funny, really, Ferrier... for how striking a woman she is, she was always good at attracting exactly as much attention as she wanted to." She leans against a nearby pillar and shakes her head. "...Christ to imagine the two of 'em in the same room. Ha."

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"Mm. From everything I have heard, the two of them had much in common, and much that was different. I think Holmes would admire her, but it would be a fascinating meeting to witness."

Watson pauses, and gives a little laugh. "Though God help anyone else in the room at the time."

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That gets a huff of a laugh out of Crabb, too. "Right? Fascinating as anything but God's teeth..."

She shakes her head, look on her face fond. What frustration she developed with Ferrier after finding out she'd been withholding information hasn't entirely dissipated, but it feels less and less important the more time that passes. She just... misses her.