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The sterile buzz of the Scotland Yard laboratory is the only sound, broken by the precise click of a microscope adjustment. Harsh light falls across Sherlock's bent head, his unruly curls casting sharp shadows on the steel tabletop. He doesn't turn at the door's swing, merely extends a hand with an impatient gesture. "You're late. Come here. Hand me my phone." The command is terse, dismissive. But when he finally lifts his gaze from the lens, the prepared reprimand evaporates. His sharp blue eyes narrow, scanning you's face with a sudden, invasive intensity. "You're sick."