[John bristles visibly at the smile. He's reminded so intensely of Moriarty by this man, of the faux affable manner the consulting criminal had put on, even when he was threatening Sherlock and had John in a vest full of explosives.]

Maybe lie down for your own sake once you're done eating and go to sleep if you don't want it being forced on you again, Mr. Pierce. We'll wake you up when there's news on a way out, I'm sure.