[network] @ASolomons; audio, morning of 265 [open]

[devoutish]

The fuck is going on?

[He sounds exhausted, as per usual, and his voice is hoarse and raw - he's been doing a lot of non-stop talking these past few days, trying to keep Royce engaged.]

Right - the lot of you, sound off. What happened, and what needs to be done?

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[holmesice]

[No undying blind devotion, only pure fact. Good. He sighed, a strong irrational urge to keep being suspicious, but logically, he had to take the factors at face value. Unless this was a new level, using familiar people and more subtle techniques. He was cautious, but a tiny bit less reserved.]

It would seem you are unaffected for now. stay that way.

[jumpthegun]

Yes, master. [Have the most deadpan of tones and expressions now, Mycroft.]

Try to eat something and get some sleep, Mycroft. You might feel better after you've had a lie down.

[holmesice]

Doctor's orders.

[Equally dry on his end. But it would be nice if people acquiesced to his demands that easily.]

Very well. I shall attempt to at least.

[jumpthegun]

Thanks, Mycroft. I'll talk to you later. Keep an eye out for Sherlock. He has his vision back.