“Why me?”

“Why not?”

“I just thought… wouldn’t you rather take, I don’t know, I mean-“

“Sherlock? Nah. Between you and me, Molly, he doesn’t seem like he’d be much fun. I like to have fun every now and again, keeps me young. And I’d have to keep apologising for him. I have enough trouble keeping track of who I need to apologise to for myself, I can’t be having that.”

“John, then? You said… it was dangerous, and I’m not- I mean, I don’t know how to fight or anything.”

“Not a big fan of fighting myself. You don’t mind about that by the way, do you? That it’s dangerous.”

“…No.”

“Well then. What’s the problem?”