[Listen, social tact isn't one of Sherlock's great strengths unless he's focused on putting forth an act. He accepts her command with a cheerful "Of course!" and gets to work. He's already figured out how to straighten out this little mess. In no time at all, he lifts the pool chair off her and sets it back to its rightful place.
The Ishtar Turtle... is no more.]
You seem pained.
[Holmes says it with genuine curiosity. He's peering at her face.]
no subject
The Ishtar Turtle... is no more.]
You seem pained.
[Holmes says it with genuine curiosity. He's peering at her face.]
Have you hit your head?