[ as the John-wolf makes his bolt for the door, Sherlock allows himself the selfishness of an unguarded expression, looking after him with undisguised distress. what is there to disguise himself from, after all? then when John appears indecisive, Sherlock steels himself for the risk of confrontation and bursts out with incoherent shouting, drawing himself up and spreading his arms wide to give the impression of being larger and more frightening than he is. whether the tactic works on formerly-human wolves is hardly scientifically proven, but it's worth the shot. probably. ]
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