Sherlock waves a hand, refusing to take either of them.
"Go on then."
He pulls his legs down, one at a time, moving like a marionette whose strings have become a bit tangled. Levering himself up out of the chair takes a moment.
"You're going to want to know where it is anyway. Best you come up and see it now, rather than waking me from a no doubt restful and healing sleep later."
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Date: 2011-05-23 05:59 am (UTC)"Go on then."
He pulls his legs down, one at a time, moving like a marionette whose strings have become a bit tangled. Levering himself up out of the chair takes a moment.
"You're going to want to know where it is anyway. Best you come up and see it now, rather than waking me from a no doubt restful and healing sleep later."