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[astudyinviolet]

Perhaps I haven't the proper data or information....

[ Don't sew the plushies into his clothes! ]

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[DON'T MAKE HIM.]

[But also-- Oh. Heizou isn't sure he wants to go over the specifics of what they're talking about with Sherlock at the moment. Despite all his teasing, even Heizou still has a limit that's been ingrained from a life of Inazuman propriety.]

It shouldn't be difficult to figure out, but I'm sure there are also some books or something you can borrow from somewhere to learn more...

[astudyinviolet]

[ Sherlock would similarly perish, and then no one would be left to investigate their murders. ]

Heizou, you know exactly what happened the last time I turned to books for research on something like this. I was found out by a number of people and my reasons made clear. I fear I would be even more obvious in this case, and I do not even know where exactly to locate... that material...

[book2thehead]

Well... I suppose you could also just try to let instinct guide you. Maybe try to remember what was done in your dreams.

Sorry Heizou

[astudyinviolet]

That is physically impossible for me to do! Putting it in terms of the vocabulary of this world and others, I was the bottom!

[ Sherlock's subconscious agrees with Heizou's assessment at the wedding. ]

SHERLOCK PLEASE--

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[On the one hand: Heizou knew it.

On the other: no wonder Sherlock has no idea what to do to help himself.]

I
I see

Well

There must be someone who can explain it better than I can. Maybe a doctor or someone like that?

[astudyinviolet]

Dear Lord, trying to find one is as daunting of a task as trying to find books on the subject in the bookshop.

[book2thehead]

Maybe just... try to follow your instincts, then. Try whatever feels good.

[STILL REFUSING TO GET INTO ANY MORE DETAIL THAN THAT, SHERLOCK PLEASE--]

[astudyinviolet]

[ He doesn't reply for a good long while. He's not following those instincts. He's following the instinct to flop onto his bed and smother his frustration and dismay into a pillow. Not that Heizou can see.

Why all this? Why? ]