[Exactly what Sherlock meant. He's also not surprised to be tied up more intricately, since Irene is familiar with his escape tactics. He seethes again when she pulls on his arms, and forces himself to sit straight again. It puts a little distance between their faces.]
Not that you would.
[The Sinhalese aren't aware of that, of course, nor would they be likely to care. Were this anyone else, Sherlock would tell them they'd made their own bed to lie in, but that crack in Irene's mask stops him. It always does. He sighs.]
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Not that you would.
[The Sinhalese aren't aware of that, of course, nor would they be likely to care. Were this anyone else, Sherlock would tell them they'd made their own bed to lie in, but that crack in Irene's mask stops him. It always does. He sighs.]
Fifty-fifty.
[He's still a pirate, after all.]