[He doesn't so much put the tablet down as chuck it with full force and will before shoving himself to his feet and beginning to pace like a caged animal. Mary looks on, disappointed, and he glares at her for a moment as he brushes past her. His words are muttered low.]
Don't even start.
[John wants something to hit, to lash out at. The argument with Brian shouldn't have escalated like that. There was no reason for it to. But here he is, angry with nothing to turn that on without hurting people he cares about. Well... he could go after Mycroft. It might not be particularly satisfying with how easy it is to make the man flinch, though. And it would upset Sherlock.]
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Don't even start.
[John wants something to hit, to lash out at. The argument with Brian shouldn't have escalated like that. There was no reason for it to. But here he is, angry with nothing to turn that on without hurting people he cares about. Well... he could go after Mycroft. It might not be particularly satisfying with how easy it is to make the man flinch, though. And it would upset Sherlock.]