15+27.
He dropped his hat by the door and couldn't get the smile off his face as he removed his coat to throw it across a chair. "Of course I'm alive. Why wouldn't I be?" He played dumb, but the twinkle in his eye said otherwise.
Moriarty watched Sherr and thought he looked a little frantic. "Sherr, please. You don't have to do that. I just want to see you."