Games? He's met a Wheatley, though he wouldn't take him to be the lecherous type upon immediate characterization, but. Well. "Yes, smarter, you said 'smarter' because you meant 'smarter'," he corrects her, as if reading her mind, and his voice is a little haughty still. "But you'd be hard-pressed."

Sherlock Holmes has been called many things. 'Proud' and 'arrogant' are so regularly included among those, for proper reasons.

He hasn't forgotten his shoulder, of course - it's hard to, when the thing is throbbing profusely in wake of everything, even with how focused his mind is on what was previously referred to as the impossible. He feels like he's reinventing his entire vocabulary and all he's known, and it's not a fantastic feeling. He feels ill, on top of the pain in his shoulder. Still, he doesn't stand, stubbornly. "When I feel like it. They're not immediately necessary."