[Nothing. To someone who cared so little about living bodies, kissing meant absolutely nothing, especially with no emotion behind it. This is all a stupid trick, and Sherlock Holmes is the last man to give into one of those.

Sherlock gripped Mitch's shoulder to hold him in place in case he got cold feet and they were back at square one.]

Can you hear any actual recording devices? Seeing us walking around again is enough proof for whoever put us here.