[That....that was interesting. He's angry, and not at the top of his game (this place was too disorienting for that), but he's still cautious enough to notice the rising tension in the other two. Perfectly explainable, considering that he's sure he just caught them out in a lie, but they're in a closed space. Bones's space. And he doesn't want her trapped in the middle of it.
His hand doesn't go for his gun, but it shifts somewhere close. Somewhere he could reach in a second if he needs it, even while his skeptical glower shifts to Sherlock] Seriously, Buddy? Sherlock Holmes?
[and back to Brennan, though it's more words than a glance, this time. He's not risking taking his eyes far from the other two] Bones, how can you not know this? You write mystery novels, for God's sake...
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His hand doesn't go for his gun, but it shifts somewhere close. Somewhere he could reach in a second if he needs it, even while his skeptical glower shifts to Sherlock] Seriously, Buddy? Sherlock Holmes?
[and back to Brennan, though it's more words than a glance, this time. He's not risking taking his eyes far from the other two] Bones, how can you not know this? You write mystery novels, for God's sake...