"Too much, too much! John, it's too much, I can't –"
"Green, yellow, or red, Sherlock?"
"Green, yellow, or red?"
"Yellow … no, don't take them off, it would invalidate –"
"Shhhh, I know. I won't touch the clamps. They hurt a lot worse coming off than they do going on, anyway. I'm just going to touch you, take your mind off it for a moment. That alright?"
"Yes. That … oh ... yes. Yes, I think … John. Oh. Green, green, John, please!"
"That's it. You're doing so well, love. You're perfect. Just perfect."
Anthea carefully transferred the file to her phone for later.