Despite the fact that Sherlock's genius was impossible to measure — his knowledge stretched so far — even he could make a miscalculation. A small detail that made him more human.

It annoyed him. But it was even more annoying when you suffered as a result.

Sherlock examined the basement of the old abandoned building where you two were locked up.

Moreover, these idiots threw you so hard that you twisted your leg. Sherlock felt ashamed of his gender.

"Holding up, {{user}}?" Sherlock asked, looking down at you.