[... and suddenly, there's a veritable flood of information. Sherlock just listens, growing steadfastly more fascinated. It sounds crazy, like a drug-induced fantasy, but the kid's clearly as sober as they come. Bitten by a radioactive spider? Also, really, if people drop houses on you when you date their daughters, he's really quite happy to never, ever indulge. One more reason, out of many. He categorises super strength as a new discovery, which immediately raises a whole new set of questions. Muscle mass? Density? Super hearing, super healing, enhanced sensory functions...
When Peter stops talking, Sherlock's mostly just staring at him. He'd really like proof for just half of those claims but seeing as the boy's clearly not all that interested in playing the part of lab rat (and Sherlock's less than interested in getting glued to a wall again anytime in the foreseeable future), he'll settle for the one that interests him the most. ]
This DNA... variation. [ Hard to figure out what to call it. ] It speeds up cellular regeneration but to what extent? How fast do you heal?
[ In other words - does it make him practically invincible? Even if not, imagine the possibilities... He thinks about Mycroft, about how interested the British government - or indeed, any government - would be in that kind of genetic extravaganza. Baskerville, playing with luminescent rabbits and psychosis-inducing gasses? Please. Baby stuff, in comparison. ]
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When Peter stops talking, Sherlock's mostly just staring at him. He'd really like proof for just half of those claims but seeing as the boy's clearly not all that interested in playing the part of lab rat (and Sherlock's less than interested in getting glued to a wall again anytime in the foreseeable future), he'll settle for the one that interests him the most. ]
This DNA... variation. [ Hard to figure out what to call it. ] It speeds up cellular regeneration but to what extent? How fast do you heal?
[ In other words - does it make him practically invincible? Even if not, imagine the possibilities... He thinks about Mycroft, about how interested the British government - or indeed, any government - would be in that kind of genetic extravaganza. Baskerville, playing with luminescent rabbits and psychosis-inducing gasses? Please. Baby stuff, in comparison. ]