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[There's nothing to see visually on this feed-- just a faint rustling and a disembodied voice that's clearly recognizable as Holmes', if one is well-enough acquainted with him.]
John?
[More rustling, and it becomes apparent that the Guide is stashed in Holmes' jacket as it peeks out from the confines of his attire, looking out over into what was formerly John's space.
There's silence. It's quiet, a bit too quiet for Holmes' liking, before he reaches into his pocket roughly for his pipe.]
...One for the other. I've had quite enough of this nonsense.
[He mumbles it, barely audible, and reaches roughly inside his jacket for a box of matches, effectively turning the feed off.]
John?
[More rustling, and it becomes apparent that the Guide is stashed in Holmes' jacket as it peeks out from the confines of his attire, looking out over into what was formerly John's space.
There's silence. It's quiet, a bit too quiet for Holmes' liking, before he reaches into his pocket roughly for his pipe.]
...One for the other. I've had quite enough of this nonsense.
[He mumbles it, barely audible, and reaches roughly inside his jacket for a box of matches, effectively turning the feed off.]