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Maybe? I don't know why he would be apart from getting himself hurt with something stupid here and not wanting to tell anyone.

[There's a pause.]

That's a very real possibility, actually. He hates looking like an idiot.

And he's as strange a man as he seemed in your stories.

Yeah. Don't take anything person. If he starts deducing you and being an ass about it, it's nothing personal.

I really can't believe he's here, though, Alfie. I don't know what to tell him. That I'm from the future? That he's going to die?

I'll contact him myself in a day or two.

[He doesn't think he's quite up for it just yet.]

You know the man, John. You know whether he'd want to know.

He wants to know everything.

At least as long as it isn't 'useless.' He'd want to know. I'm asking you if he should. What would you do?

For me, it would depend on the person.

I would tell someone like him.

Yeah. He'll probably figure it out anyway. He can read me like a book. Annoying prick like that.

Where are you? Is Al still giving you updates?

Yeah. I meant to call you.

Batman conked him on the head, knocked him out, and left with the Joker.

[That is both a relief and irritating. He'd wanted Batman to ditch Al, but he was hoping Alfie would be in the vicinity when that happened.]

Are you still following after him? Where are you? If they're down near the post office, England might be able to box them in until you get there. Or follow them and send you updates on their location.

We don't know where he's heading. Elric thinks they might be low on food. We're heading for the grocery store ourselves. My hope is that we find them near there.

[There's a short delay.]

Alfie, that's where Sherlock is. If he finds out a psychotic murderer is heading his way, he might want to meet him.

That would be fucking stupid, wouldn't it. He's new and injured.

He's a genius... and also a complete idiot.

Keep it to yourself, then. He isn't owed information about a man who means nothing to him.

I plan to. I just see the Joker replying to him there, and Sherlock's told everyone where he is. If I step in, they'll probably just take the conversation private.

[Because Sherlock is an arsehole.]

You've got your hands full, mate. I don't envy you.

[Watson is probably loving it.]

[He would love it more if he could actually do anything about it.]

Maybe if I tell him I've got something to show him. He likes puzzles. If there's something more interesting he'll go look at that. The Joker's like Moriarty, though. God. If he gets under Sherlock's skin... I can't do this again.

Can you guilt him?

[Watson's puppy-dog eyes must be an asset.]

It doesn't work that way between us. I yell at him. He guilts me.

[If this sounds familiar, Alfie...]

[Watson...]

Try to switch things around a bit.

He's just come back from the dead. He's got a big leg up, mate.

You don't want him to die again. That's incentive for you.

[Well, he's not wrong.]

I'll try. Maybe it won't come up.

Tell him you've just lost someone if it does.

Jesus Christ, Alfie. I'm not going to tell him that!

[It makes John cringe with how manipulative that sounds.]