"Yeah, nice try!" Wolf makes for the exit anyway, finding that it's just as sealed as Sherlock predicted- or, likely, deduced.
Wolf shakes the hatch in frustration, even banging on the thick plate glass, which don't budge from their sturdy frame.
Wolf descends the ladder, his metaphorical ears pressed against his head. He can't help but notice Sherlock just chilling out in the middle of a bust, and just wanders over, as calm as he can. In actuality this is extremely awkward, with a long exaggerated gait that sends him bouncing left and right with every step.
He leans against the wall next to Sherlock, trying to blend in.
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"Yeah, nice try!" Wolf makes for the exit anyway, finding that it's just as sealed as Sherlock predicted- or, likely, deduced.
Wolf shakes the hatch in frustration, even banging on the thick plate glass, which don't budge from their sturdy frame.
Wolf descends the ladder, his metaphorical ears pressed against his head. He can't help but notice Sherlock just chilling out in the middle of a bust, and just wanders over, as calm as he can. In actuality this is extremely awkward, with a long exaggerated gait that sends him bouncing left and right with every step.
He leans against the wall next to Sherlock, trying to blend in.
"So... you're not going to arrest me?"