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[improbablenotimpossible]

"It's my business to know what other people don't."
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[cryosurgeon]

That reminds me of something. There were times when Watanuki seemed embarrassed around you. Did he sense other things, and were they normal for the Master-Servant bond? Can you read each other's thoughts?

[He's asking totally innocently, not the least bit teasing.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

Ah... well, I did mention I do not dream - that was a might bit inaccurate. I more recall memories...

Masters and Servants tend to dream of the other's memories.

[cryosurgeon]

[Erhard's eyes widen a bit at that. He's at peace with his past for the most part, but how would Sherlock feel if he saw all those awful memories? His gaze drops away, ashamed.]

I... won't have much in the way of good memories for you to see, unless they're from the time you and I have been together. I'm sorry.

[improbablenotimpossible]

Do not apologize, I am no stranger to troublesome memories.

[His hands soon rest on the man's knees, as he leans forward]

And part of a relationship is taking the bad with the good.

[cryosurgeon]

[It's encouraging, knowing Sherlock would forgive him for all those sad and terrible memories, but it's still awful that the man he loves would have to suffer them in the first place.

Eventually he sighs and leans in, finding comfort in the familiar touch of their foreheads. That one gesture works wonders for grounding him and easing his mind.]

I'm glad we have good things finally happening for us, though. The latter part of the Witches' Game....

[He still has trouble talking about it, even in therapy. How he tumbled down the slippery slope after Sherlock died. The Erhard that ripped Anon apart, the one that plotted and murdered Emi... that Erhard is part of him. That voice still whispers to him whenever Sherlock is in distress, the darker side of emotional freedom.]

... I'm sorry I'm still such a mess sometimes.

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He still wish Erhard had not done those things, but while he made the choice - they were put through a crucible, with high emotions, Sherlock sensed under normal circumstances that his lover would not have been a killer]

They were terrible and extraordinary circumstances, My Dear, and is there anyone that is not 'a mess' in some fashion?

[cryosurgeon]

I know. My therapist said depression makes it difficult to let go of self-flagellation, especially when one's own actions caused the problem. Terrible and extraordinary circumstances aren't an excuse to my mind. But it's a process, and I'm having more good days than I used to.

[Cool, soft fingers touch Sherlock's cheek.]

I wouldn't try to become your Master if I thought I was too unstable to handle it. I don't want anything to happen to you because of me.