“No need to waste your silly little tears on such a simple situation, Joanna. I’m sure your dear husband cares about you much more than his mouth could possibly convey. Though of course, humans as well as everything else certainly have their flaws, but I suppose he’ll be able to learn to control that mouth of his if you simply gave him a slight p u s h in the right direction. Perhaps warn him?”
The consulting detective spoke confidently, easily able to tell that she had been referring to that ‘someone’ to her husband. The way her fingers fiddled with his newly polished wedding ring, and the way her pupils dilated as she had begun to chatter on about the mysterious named human she had been talking about. Though of course, as Sherlock had pointed out, everyone has their flaws, even the man himself. Hence, he had learnt long ago how to hide them, rather than give an effort to fix them. Obviously it would end as nothing more than a mere feeble attempt to teach a heartless bastard, as some would say, how to be capable of conveying his emotions and showing his own feelings on his mask that has never once, to this date, shattered and shown the true him behind it.
“Of course you knew I spoke of Rory, my husband’s name. Oh he has his flaws, plenty of them. It’s the only thing people see in him usually. Like yourself.” She said with a sad smile. Jo was, as many called her, broken. The broken freak who couldn’t stop running. That was the title everyone seemed to give her. Because of this broken part of her she could see through masks, much like the one she put on.
“People always see that… oh what’s the word? Asshole in you. That’s your flaw and because people nowadays are so ignorant to the good things in life they look over the fact that you do have some nice qualities in you. Which is that you’re brilliant. And I’m sure there’s other things that I can’t see.”
Sherlock couldn’t help a slightly stifled sort of low and throaty chuckle that came out of the man’s mouth. It seemed the lady before himself was more entertaining and much more unpredictable than the other humans. Though of course he was still able to tell everything about her just by her facial features, hair, hands, and posture, he decided to try and make the best out of this conversation while it lasted. Trying hard not to complain or not to insult the other’s intelligence or past, he found himself amused. The way she spoke, so suddenly she would swear, and yet it was used in a sort of… kinder way than usually used.
“Indeed, people usually only see the asshole in ourselves. But you obviously see the best in your husband, because you care for him deeply. And he’s obviously… what do they phrase it as..? Ah yes, ‘head over heels’ in love with you.”
