John winced vaguely. He should have known that answer was coming. Still he couldn't fault her. She wasn't wrong. It felt like sometimes there was a wall there tht he just couldn't get past and he was worried about it. Jacen told him he needed to move on, but John felt helpless at doing so, lost even at times. He ran a hand thorugh his sandy blon hair and nodded. "Mostly talking. It's almost like therapy. It's difficult taking to anyone, but I don't worry about it so much with him."
He should have been able to move past his grief, he knew it effected his friends so he tried not to talk about it so much with them anymore. But Luke didn't mind. Was even inviting him to try to understand why it hurt so much. Sherlock had been his best friend, but their bond was unique. John would have taken a bullet for that man if it meant saving his life, and Luke was trying to take him past that.
"He see's things differently, I think it's because of his training. But most things just make more sense. He's been telling me I need to try to remember who I am beyond Sherlock. I just..don't." John had been through so much it had just broken his heart and it was hard to look past the pain it'd caused anymore.
"No, no issue." He undid the button at his wrist and pulled up his sleeve so she could work. "I'm trying but..you're right. It's like a wall."
[ooc: Sorry for the delay on my end. New job decided to kill me on hours and exhaustion <3]