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[devoutish]

Yeah?

[That's it, that's all you get.]

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[devoutish]

Have you been paying enough attention to notice which one that is?

[It's his right.]

[jumpthegun]

You're not terribly subtle about it. D'you know which is mine?

[He's ambidextrous, but strongly favors the left for his everyday tasks.]

[devoutish]

Sure. You're left-handed, but you do all right with the other as well.

[jumpthegun]

Had to learn to be. The Army doesn't like to teach left-handed shooting separately, and the bullet that got me was through the left shoulder. Couldn't use that arm properly for weeks.

[devoutish]

That was when you left?

[jumpthegun]

Yes. Not by choice.

[A surgeon with a shaky hand and a soldier with a limp aren't much good to the Army.]

[devoutish]

I wouldn't think so. I imagine it drove you mad.

[jumpthegun]

It did. And then I met a man who drove me mad, instead, and that was far preferable.

[devoutish]

[Good God Watson, no wonder everyone thinks you and Sherlock are sitting in a tree.]

Myself - I prefer not being mad at all.

[jumpthegun]

[Look, there are many kinds of love.

It's also a moment to reply to that as he rolls his shoulders uncomfortably and thinks about what he'd written about his conversation with Haurchefant... how he felt like he needed a place like Norfinbury.]

Well, there's something wrong with me. I somehow became friends with another bloke who likes to drive people up the walls, myself included. Maybe you're right and I have got a type.

[devoutish]

Don't sell me short, mate. I've got many hobbies.

[jumpthegun]

You've got time for them outside of work, have you? Is it drinking, gambling, or women? Those are the standard 'hobbies' for your age, right?

[devoutish]

[Well okay, to be fair, many hobbies is probably exaggerating a little.]

I don't gamble, and I don't drink much. Women, though.

[He likes women.]

[jumpthegun]

Women are nice. And you're a gentleman, right?

[devoutish]

Dr. Watson, I'm ashamed you would think I was anything else.

[jumpthegun]

Well, you do call yourself a scoundrel, Mr. Solomons.

[devoutish]

Only to men like him. No, I've got respect for women.

[Granted, it's... a 1920s variety of respect, but it could be worse.]

[jumpthegun]

So, when did I stop being a man like him, then? I do recall you telling me something like that, too. [Probably not long after they decided to be allies.]

[devoutish]

Oh, come now, John. You're only a third as insufferable as him.

[jumpthegun]

A third? Well, now I'm just wondering how you rank insufferability. What qualities go into that metric?

[devoutish]

Gut feeling. I've got a knack for it.

[jumpthegun]

Right. Most and least insufferable people in Norfinbury according to the preeminent scholar on human behavior, Mr. Alfie Solomons. Go on, then.

[devoutish]

Most - The Joker, House, Royce, Brian, Romanov, Stark. Least - Fiona, Kesara, Tifa, Wilson, Quark.

Those aren't in order.

[jumpthegun]

You put your best mate up as one of the most insuf-

[A pause.]

Yeah, okay. Fair do's.

Haven't talked to Wilson much. Quark's a good boy, though. I'm worried about him, though. Luna's being dodgy about meeting back up with him. She feels responsible for him getting locked out. Dunno how to convince her she's not.

[devoutish]

You trust her with him?