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[sicaria]

The door to Milliways opens and... Sherlock walks in: hair braided back neatly, dressed in a simple shirt and trousers and her brother's second-best boots.

She freezes immediately, scanning the room for threats. The door shuts behind her, but she ignores it; anyone with the power to lock her in has the power to catch her if she runs.

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His gaze sharpens with interest.

Truthfully: "No."

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She cocks her head; smiles.

"Explain."

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"Sherlock Holmes," he says, pronouncing the name with care and clarity, lingering over the L in Holmes. "You're the only one I know of with the different surname."

Likely it lines up with the name Tony. He'll have to look into it.

He wishes, not for the first time, that Milliways had an active Internet connection.

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"And yet one of those is so close you nearly mistook me for her," she murmurs. "And you're as near to my Jim as makes no difference, except for the accent. What a fascinating puzzle."

She's awfully casual with that my.