“Look, I don’t know you and you don’t know me, but then you can rage to me, rant and I won’t be able to judge.”“I can rant all I want and it’s still not gonna change that my brother’s dead and it’s my fault.”
“How is it your fault?”
“I don’t… It just is. I was supposed to protect him. And I couldn’t.”
“You can’t protect someone forever, it’ll end up killing you both.”
“I wish it had.”
Sherlock sighed gently, “Don’t.”
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