Stronger and stronger, his other se

Stronger and stronger, his other self focused upon this male, flinging up emotions and memories and a jangling ball of… of thoughts that were so intertwined and confused within one another that Sherlock could not keep track of them. Growling, he felt himself almost fading again; it was not like the comforting and restful surrender at dawn’s approach, this was something else that he still could not comprehend.