Joan wanted to tell him that it wouldn't turn out like that, but she's never been one to lie to people about their condition. It just made for more pain down the road.

"We'll keep an eye on it." She lifted the cloth to see if the bleeding had stopped. It had for the most part, so she started examining the wound more closely.

"So." She glanced up at him, offered a bit of a playful smile. "Venus De Milo? Seriously? Does she have arms? Because it would be impressive if she were able to do this with her teeth or her feet or something."

Keeping Sherlock distracted was important, but right now keeping John distracted was moreso. He needed to relax.