[Does he really have to explain this AGAIN. Rita, what have you done, this is going to follow him back to his own universe at this rate.
He exhales the most world-weary sigh you have ever heard before continuing.]
Miss Farr thought code names would be useful, if ever we needed to keep our real names private on a mission. Although the intent was for them to be lighthearted, we discovered later that. [that everyone's mind is IN THE GUTTER???] Some could be read. Suggestively.
[Sherry please don't make him explain what a 'daddy' is to you he's already dying.]
[ Despite everything he's seen in his line of work, there are still areas which fluster the young man, betraying his innocence in certain walks of life. Mikotoba might hear the scratching of pencil on paper as Sherlock crosses out two words he now sees in a different light... even if he doesn't fully understand it. He has enough context, he thinks. ]
I see. Please pardon the, um, misunderstanding.
[ And then, just because he has been so set on using titles with... practically anyone around his age or older, he asks hesitantly. (Oh, he hates how it makes him sound so young.) ]
[says Yujin mildly-- the sooner they get over this, the better.
However, he pauses at the younger man's question. Unconsciously, he hadn't flinched at it: after all, that's what Sholmes had always called him. Asking the question alone is enough of a reminder that Holmes is a different, younger man.]
...Yes. [But he can indulge the nostalgia. A little.] Just Mikotoba is all right. I'm hardly acting as any sort of professor here.
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He exhales the most world-weary sigh you have ever heard before continuing.]
Miss Farr thought code names would be useful, if ever we needed to keep our real names private on a mission. Although the intent was for them to be lighthearted, we discovered later that. [that everyone's mind is IN THE GUTTER???] Some could be read. Suggestively.
[Sherry please don't make him explain what a 'daddy' is to you he's already dying.]
At any rate. Mikotoba is fine.
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[ Despite everything he's seen in his line of work, there are still areas which fluster the young man, betraying his innocence in certain walks of life. Mikotoba might hear the scratching of pencil on paper as Sherlock crosses out two words he now sees in a different light... even if he doesn't fully understand it. He has enough context, he thinks. ]
I see. Please pardon the, um, misunderstanding.
[ And then, just because he has been so set on using titles with... practically anyone around his age or older, he asks hesitantly. (Oh, he hates how it makes him sound so young.) ]
... Are you truly fine with just Mikotoba?
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[says Yujin mildly-- the sooner they get over this, the better.
However, he pauses at the younger man's question. Unconsciously, he hadn't flinched at it: after all, that's what Sholmes had always called him. Asking the question alone is enough of a reminder that Holmes is a different, younger man.]
...Yes. [But he can indulge the nostalgia. A little.] Just Mikotoba is all right. I'm hardly acting as any sort of professor here.
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Very well, Mikotoba.
[ It doesn't seem too odd to just refer to Mikotoba like that now that Sherlock has. Interesting. ]
That is the end of my questions, and I've updated my notes. Thank you for assistance.
[ And unsaid apologies for Stache Daddy. ]
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[And Stache Daddy is already forgotten. Or, well, he's trying to forget, anyway.]