[Lestrade pretty much just puts up with all the standard procedure that goes on, answering the medics and reluctantly accepting the shock blanket they drape over his shoulders. It's a bit hard to not emphasize with Sherlock now, remembering all the way back when the other also had to put up with this. Still, at least he's not being a prat about it.
The medics ask him a few more questions, which Lestrade replies before they seem satisfied and leave him alone. Finally not badgered by people, he sighs and rubs the back of his neck, wincing at the bruise there.
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The medics ask him a few more questions, which Lestrade replies before they seem satisfied and leave him alone. Finally not badgered by people, he sighs and rubs the back of his neck, wincing at the bruise there.
What he wouldn't give for a smoke right now.]