You'd be surprised. I doubt he'd know you were from a different planet, but time period wouldn't be too difficult to figure out- as long as he doesn't dismiss the thought as illogical.
... The only ones at fault for what happened are Alfred and our dear Mayor. Alfred is the fool who went out that night intending to kill, and the Mayor is the one who forced us into this situation in the first place. And, Juno, if I had been the one to find Alfred in the woods that night, and I had been the one to wound him while fighting for my life, would you have blamed me for it? If I had lived, and you had died, would you blame me?
... I miss Holmes. I do. And it breaks my heart to know I won't be able to come home to him. But that was going to happen one day- we all die in the end, Juno. And I had a wonderful several years with him, and I loved him, and he loved me, and that's what matters to me.
[... Watson doesn't bring up the fact that Holmes is about as self destructive as Juno. How could he? Juno's already under the impression he has Watson's blood on his hands- Watson can't let him know that Holmes might decide that a life without him isn't worth living. That he'd turn back to the cocaine- stronger than the dosage Watson had weaned him down to- stop eating, stop taking care of himself... Watson can't think about it. Not yet.]
You have yourself to live for. You have people you care about, as loathe as you are to admit it- people back in your world, and here. [He grins a little.] You have me, nagging you to take care of yourself, in what must be the most irritating haunting in the history of spirits.
cw: drugs mention, suicidal ideation implied?
... The only ones at fault for what happened are Alfred and our dear Mayor. Alfred is the fool who went out that night intending to kill, and the Mayor is the one who forced us into this situation in the first place. And, Juno, if I had been the one to find Alfred in the woods that night, and I had been the one to wound him while fighting for my life, would you have blamed me for it? If I had lived, and you had died, would you blame me?
... I miss Holmes. I do. And it breaks my heart to know I won't be able to come home to him. But that was going to happen one day- we all die in the end, Juno. And I had a wonderful several years with him, and I loved him, and he loved me, and that's what matters to me.
[... Watson doesn't bring up the fact that Holmes is about as self destructive as Juno. How could he? Juno's already under the impression he has Watson's blood on his hands- Watson can't let him know that Holmes might decide that a life without him isn't worth living. That he'd turn back to the cocaine- stronger than the dosage Watson had weaned him down to- stop eating, stop taking care of himself... Watson can't think about it. Not yet.]
You have yourself to live for. You have people you care about, as loathe as you are to admit it- people back in your world, and here. [He grins a little.] You have me, nagging you to take care of yourself, in what must be the most irritating haunting in the history of spirits.