John was being boring. Seriously he was being dull. Maybe he'd actually properly broken him. Maybe everything he'd done had actually snapped the dull little mind. He wasn't stupid, oh no far from it, he'd gotten a medical degree and everything. But he also was over emotional, except now thaat wasn't really there anymore. It was disappointing. But Jim wasn't about to give up just because he'd broken him. He was resourceful!
"Well yeah, you were in the army and I had people that did all...that. I'm better when its about finesse, when its about the hurt. You could probably beat the hell out of me. Hah, I guess literally now, right?!" But John was right about something. How was he going to do this, how was he going to make it happ...
OH.
"We're done for now, with the knives and all. I think maybe we're beyond that, and I have a better plan. An amazing plan. Yooou're gonna watch while I work on the boyfriend. You answer a question honestly and truthfully and he gets less, you lie to me and he gets worse, how about that for entertainment?"
Moriarty lifted one of his blades and twirrled around, entirely too proud of himself for his own good.