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[Sherlock laughs at him- but not tauntingly. Cheerfully.]

No, it isn't easy, is it?

[That just ticks him off more, but Tom continues quietly and calmly.]

It isn't anyone's business but my own.

I suppose not. Perhaps it's like being a non-occlumens, hm?

Are you honestly attempting to make me feel guilty about my ability?

I wouldn't waste my time on a guilt trip. It was an honest speculation.

[Hn.]

-- I don't waste my time with wearing my heart on my sleeve, Mister Holmes.

Besides, I don't need the art in order to look into the minds and souls of the people around me. Most people are inept at hiding their emotions.

You're in a snit today.

I am not in a snit.

[He is totally in a snit.]

I'm sorry, you're having a normal reaction to my stupidity.

[He almost says 'well, if the shoe fits', but he stops himself, because that will only be proving his point that Tom is, indeed, in a snit.

So, rather stiffly:]

The status quo in this city makes no sense.

Yes, it does. The pattern just isn't immediately obvious.

You say that as if you've figured out how this place works besides 'the Animus enjoy causing chaos'.

[Tom stoutly refuses to refer to them as all-powerful beings.]

No, no, that's fundamentally it.

[...]

That isn't good enough.

I'm not going to ignore an obvious solution because I'm uncomfortable with the implication that someone has power over me.

There has to be more to this world than chaos.

[Relinquishing his control is one step too far for Tom to ever truly reconcile.]

Well, there is the inner city.

... yes.

[Rather thoughtfully -- Tom has dwelled on it before.]

A group of individuals recently went through the walls and came back alive.

Much to the chagrin of most.

I don't see why.

Nothing has happened as a result.

[... and Tom is a blatant sociopath, so he doesn't really give a damn whether they died or not.]

Of course it did. Their ineffective little mission will cause them to close off holes that might have been suited to break in at a later date. Someone who knows a thing or two about reconnaissance might have learned something.

That isn't what I meant.

[In mild irritation.]

People who are panicking act as if the fires of Hell are going to rain down upon them for entering the City, when nothing truly awful has happened at all. They got injured -- hardly something to complain about in a city where the small mammals are deadly.

What's aggravating is that they're yelling at each other when no one actually did anything unusual. Anyone should get tired of this city -- I have only been here for a little under two months and I want to be rid of the spirits. Instead, people are all too willing to allow themselves to be pushed around by a force they cannot even see. That isn't something to be feared, that is something to be rid of.

[An annoyed 'tch'.]

The fact that people seem so lax with their own fate is aggravating.

Ah, yes. That is all very true.

[Sherlock grins.]

But people have always found it easier to see things as inexplicable rather than challenging them. I don't mean my reasoned acceptance of the fact that the animus are more powerful than I am- because I'm trying to work out how to get home, as well. But as you say, a certain lax acceptance of fate.

[Well, being told he's right does something to soothe Tom's general anger towards the week, for what it's worth.]

It's astonishing what people will choose to believe in order to avoid thinking.

[A brief pause as Tom contemplates that sentence.]

Which I suppose works well enough on my behalf, but annoying nonetheless.

Yes. For those of us without magic, on some level you might as well be one of them.

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