*riding valiantly on a horse through the rain with my sword raised* TODAY, MY FRIENDS! MERE HOURS LEFT TO OUR ONCE ENDLESS SIEGE–OUR LAST, GREATEST TRIAL LIES BEFORE US AT THESE FINAL GATES. BUT WE SHALL SURPASS THIS TRIAL, AS WE HAVE SURPASSED ALL THE OTHERS–& TONIGHT, AT LENGTH, WE SHALL BE REWARDED. TONIGHT, MY COMRADES–TONIGHT, WE REIGN AS KINGS!
Remember when Sherlock got to smell John's hair and he touched the skin of his neck with bare hands when before they'd only shaken hands good times good times