[His face flushes with embarrassment. As lighthearted as the boy -- Leo -- seems to be about it, it's hard to have his screaming in the night referred to without feeling like it's feebleness of mind, a demonstration of lack of fortitude.
It makes Sherlock think of the unfortunates in the Edelweiss Institute.
He resolves to do better, to be -- less of a screamer. So, Sherlock nods, takes in the fact that there are pictures of the two of them without protest and sets it aside to look into later. He gets out of bed, a hand on the wall to steady himself while his blood makes its way back up to his brain, and once the boy leaves, he'll start looking for clothes -- and turning over all the other odds and ends in the room with curious disbelief, horrified curiosity, and disbelieving horror.]
cw: and we've reached the internalized ableism regarding mental health and trauma
It makes Sherlock think of the unfortunates in the Edelweiss Institute.
He resolves to do better, to be -- less of a screamer. So, Sherlock nods, takes in the fact that there are pictures of the two of them without protest and sets it aside to look into later. He gets out of bed, a hand on the wall to steady himself while his blood makes its way back up to his brain, and once the boy leaves, he'll start looking for clothes -- and turning over all the other odds and ends in the room with curious disbelief, horrified curiosity, and disbelieving horror.]