[ Bradbury kicks his legs free of the cut ties, relief visible in his face before he holds his out for the knife, expectantly. He may not be able to see Sherlock's legs behind his back, but he has a good guess they're also tied together, and it'll be easier for him to return the favor rather than Sherlock crawling further onto his lap. ]
What, like a password we're supposed to guess? Open sesame?
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What, like a password we're supposed to guess? Open sesame?