The very air they breathe is ripe with tension, isn't it.


...no, not really. Just a tad thick with (un)worldly experience. "You can never count on your common sense to match everyone else's. Which means no matter how much you trust someone, you can never trust them to be on the same page. Well," he changes his mind, the frown easing into mild amusement. "The same page isn't that difficult. The same paragraph, though? Never. Same sentence, and we're talking telepathy. Not shitting Sherlock."