[John stared at Sherlock for a second, disappointment written clearly across his face.]

Wow, Sherlock. I've heard you say some iffy things, but that just goes above and beyond. At least as bad as when you still used 'Mudblood' in front of me.

If that's how you really feel, maybe there's no point in me being here. He's made it clear to me how much he fancies you; I'm sure you'll make each other so happy.

Just try not to crush too many of us ants underfoot as you two trod along your merry way. You two giants might not notice it, but the mangled ants left behind sure as hell do.