Watson sighed heavily, and looked over at Holmes. He didn't quite know what to say, for a moment. It would be nice to have a legal spouse. And it would be nice to be a father. He had thought of both these things in the past, and what his relationship with Holmes would mean for them.
"That is the single stupidest thing I have ever heard you say," he said at last, his voice flat. "For a genius, you can be remarkably dense at times. She is pretty, she is attractive. She is charming. Were I unattached, I would possibly encourage our acquaintanceship. But I am not unattached, and I am happy in this relationship -- when you are not being an idiot, at any rate -- so I do not. I might as well as pass you over for the colour of your hair."
It was a strange little speech, intense and irritated. He added, "If I were to follow my libido like that, I would have a new lover every other week, at the least."
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"That is the single stupidest thing I have ever heard you say," he said at last, his voice flat. "For a genius, you can be remarkably dense at times. She is pretty, she is attractive. She is charming. Were I unattached, I would possibly encourage our acquaintanceship. But I am not unattached, and I am happy in this relationship -- when you are not being an idiot, at any rate -- so I do not. I might as well as pass you over for the colour of your hair."
It was a strange little speech, intense and irritated. He added, "If I were to follow my libido like that, I would have a new lover every other week, at the least."