[ Irene balances the handle of the knife in her palm, before curling her fingers around and letting it rest at her side. Still standing in front of his knees, she casts a glance over her shoulder, admiring her own handiwork. ]
Yes, it's new. I thought it looked better on my cabin floor. [ Then she turns back to Sherlock, practically snapping her teeth at him. ] Came with the garter.
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Yes, it's new. I thought it looked better on my cabin floor. [ Then she turns back to Sherlock, practically snapping her teeth at him. ] Came with the garter.