[ John watches Sherlock warily for a moment before leaning in to pat him down and even search his pockets, hoping for some trace of treasure; a coin, jewel, or even some kind of key. He comes away clean and lowers his shield again, looking rather disappointed with his empty hands. ]
Well, of course it wouldn't be on you. What've you done with it?
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Well, of course it wouldn't be on you. What've you done with it?