I wouldn't say that. We didn't exactly gather everyone in a room and dramatically reveal our findings, like in a detective novel.
[He moves to sit with him. Why not. Cecile scurries along in the form of a bandicoot, and... runs over a shard, triggering a memory of an intense shoot-out.]
[Sholmes shudders. For a moment, his hand moves to his abdomen, shaking, like he's feeling something, a twinge, but...it's gone. He's not there. He's here.]
How terrifying, the possibility of losing someone close to you. [His mouth turns down, pensive.] But...I'm glad you both came out of that situation alright.
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[His smile turns bittersweet.]
Time waits for no man, sadly enough. But yes. Against the current of time, you are only one man, after all.
[A huff.]
I suppose we have to go back to see if we can pick up the pieces and solve the thing until...the inevitable time of the next case comes upon us.
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[He opens up his notebook and looks it over.]
If we can get a thorough statement from Mr. Houzuki, it could help with getting the facts about that night organized.
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[He tilts his head.]
But it's worth it, perhaps. [...] Miss Susato didn't think she'd get much out of the man, though.
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Makes sense. And you really should focus on resting.
He was plenty chatty when we talked before. I'll see if he's still feeling that way when I go talk to him later.
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[He smiles.]
We'll need to do some more work this week to sort all the facts. If we couldn't solve it today, we can solve it tomorrow.
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Yes. I hope that we can.
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Anyways, found a name for the case yet?
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Do you have a suggestion?
[Peering very curiously at him. Sir, you were unconscious the whole time??]
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[Pointing.]
Bubbles?
[THAT IS NOT A TITLE]
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The Case of...Belligerent Bubbles?
[you have a concussion shut up]
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[He won't, but he doesn't want Sholmes to strain himself while thinking of more.]
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[And he just. Slumps back onto the ground. Irene lets out a low noise of disapproval.]
...These two weeks feel like they've been a whole year.
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[A vague gesture at their surroundings.]
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[Patting the ground next to him. Come! Sit!]
How did you manage to get to the heart of it? Was there some great moment that drew it all together?
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[He moves to sit with him. Why not. Cecile scurries along in the form of a bandicoot, and... runs over a shard, triggering a memory of an intense shoot-out.]
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[Ah.]
[And what a moment that is.]
[Sholmes shudders. For a moment, his hand moves to his abdomen, shaking, like he's feeling something, a twinge, but...it's gone. He's not there. He's here.]
...That was...dramatic enough though, wasn't it...?
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... Yes. More than I would have liked.
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[He's silent for a moment.]
Your partner, is he...is he alright?
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Yes. He made it.
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[He sighs, relieved.]
How terrifying, the possibility of losing someone close to you. [His mouth turns down, pensive.] But...I'm glad you both came out of that situation alright.
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[...]
He saved my life.
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[Just seeing that memory...he did, truly.]
What a wonderful partner you have.
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One of the best.
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[He mimics the gesture.]
"To our excellent partners, always by our side."