Sherlock raised his hands to his lips, swiping at the blood there and glaring at Garrus.

"I'm done," He said, mostly to John as he stepped back away from Garrus. They were both right. He was so finished that he'd been attempting to commit suicide-by-tribute.

Idiot, idiot, idiot.

He looked over at John. "Though we should keep an eye out for Shepard, if she's truly turning her innocent grunts into child-killers."