I'd have hugged anyway and then we'd have put our heads together and kicked some stupid bully butt, taking names. I hate the idea of this and know how scared I was when I was little and charged with protecting my baby brother and sister. However, my daddy always said you may be small, but you can always pick up a chair...so I learned how to bite, scrabble, and never quit. Got to be easier after a few scraps becos the neighborhood kids realized they might beat me down, but I was a stupid bit of business who just kept coming back. They would quit before I would stop. I was a berserker I think....so very much unlike how I really am (chicken to the max). Thank you for the writing, you're really on target with Sherlock's voice--love hearing him and seeing the textures of his very strange existance and rearing.