[Yes, looming. And his eyes appear to be filled with a very real, very directed rage on top of it all. Obviously he has no words-he can say nothing, if he expects them to get out of here. But he jerks his head to the side, baring his teeth briefly out of instinct.
Get. Out. Of Here.
They are talking about blowing things up Sherlock, they need to LEAVE.]
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Get. Out. Of Here.
They are talking about blowing things up Sherlock, they need to LEAVE.]