Bella takes a bite of her sandwich, but it tastes dry in her mouth and she has to force it down.
There is nothing more that she can do for now about the threat to Charlie. Frightening herself about it is useless, even counterproductive.
She puts the sandwich down, balancing it on her lap, and opens her juice.
"Maybe he can help," she says. "You can - tell him, you know. What you're not telling me." A part of her objects to being left out of any kind of informational loop, but she ignores it. It does not have priority. Charlie can take steps that she can't, and the reasons Sherlock has for not telling her who this person is might not apply to Charlie.
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There is nothing more that she can do for now about the threat to Charlie. Frightening herself about it is useless, even counterproductive.
She puts the sandwich down, balancing it on her lap, and opens her juice.
"Maybe he can help," she says. "You can - tell him, you know. What you're not telling me." A part of her objects to being left out of any kind of informational loop, but she ignores it. It does not have priority. Charlie can take steps that she can't, and the reasons Sherlock has for not telling her who this person is might not apply to Charlie.