"Believe me, you will thank me later," Archie says, low enough that it's almost a growl. He doesn't slap Sherlock again, but squints at his face, trying to discern if his little love tap did anything.

Doesn't look like it. Archie lets go of Sherlock, sending out Crobat. The giant purple bat materialises in the air, flapping above the two men.

"Who do you live with?"