It all seemed a bit silly to Sherlock, but it was this or be forced to succumb to his foolish emotions and that of others indefinitely, so he bit back a snide retort and nodded instead. Charles' calm and warmth helped a little, even though Sherlock's natural inclination would be sarcasm and an acerbic wit.
"If you insist."
He acquiesces to Charles' commands, doing the breathing exercises and relaxing as best he could, and the meditative state began to take hold as he did calm.
In his mind's eye, he drew up what he could only imagine as a house that would be him--221 B Baker Street. A flash of nostalgia nearly threatened to transform him once more, but the calm state dissipated it before it could take hold. Fondness, however, changed Sherlock's dark curls to a soft orange.
The image of 221 B stayed in his mind, the messy flat, his books everywhere, the dust, the worn carpet on the staircase, the kitchen full of unseemly experiments, forgotten lunches and chemicals. His own familiar armchair came into view, as did the rest of the living room and fireplace.
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"If you insist."
He acquiesces to Charles' commands, doing the breathing exercises and relaxing as best he could, and the meditative state began to take hold as he did calm.
In his mind's eye, he drew up what he could only imagine as a house that would be him--221 B Baker Street. A flash of nostalgia nearly threatened to transform him once more, but the calm state dissipated it before it could take hold. Fondness, however, changed Sherlock's dark curls to a soft orange.
The image of 221 B stayed in his mind, the messy flat, his books everywhere, the dust, the worn carpet on the staircase, the kitchen full of unseemly experiments, forgotten lunches and chemicals. His own familiar armchair came into view, as did the rest of the living room and fireplace.