[ no, he didn't. deprivation and sherlock never went together well.

his eyes narrow, just a fraction, as he is careful to catch each movment. he turns his head, just a slight bit. ]

No, it doesn't. Unless you're insecure, or more generically, plain and susceptible to whatever creative story some automated woman's voice tells you over a phone about your existence. [ oh yeah. he was insulted. ]

[ a beat. one thing he can say of sure. ] You don't believe it either.

[ the nervous twitching should tell him otherwise, but some hints of anxiety you couldn't fake. that's the thing about sherlock. he doesn't hope he's right. he is. even if he isn't a rarity.]