"Yes." An answer to a statement. It is a big deal to keep something from Sherlock. "Because it's your secret and I promised."
As for the explanation, well here it goes. "This isn't the first world I've been brought into. The first one was... it doesn't have a name as far as I'm aware. But there was a ship called the Charon and the ones responsible for everything was a company called COMPASS. They were bringing people onto the ship from all sorts of different worlds for the sake of an experiment. A fear experiment. When I got there Sherlock was already there. Had been for weeks."
This is where it got weird. "He was living in a shipping container down in the cargo hold, pulled off the mattress to his bunk and got himself a private place to live. Loads of people were doing it. Except he wasn't living alone. Sherlock was living with you. I didn't know anything for a long time, not the truth about you or how in your world the pair of us were fictional characters. You were a kid I looked after."
A small sigh and he leaned back in his chair, making sure to keep his hands were visible. "While I said COMPASS was experimenting was fear half the time it felt more like they were researching pain. People got hurt on a daily basis sometimes, definitely on a weekly one. They'd sometimes pit us against each other by using some sort of drug or chemical or they'd send in some monster of the week. People disappeared and we didn't always know where they went or what was happening with them. We'd all say they went home but I don't know how many of us actually believed that. So when two of your friends from home disappeared - Heiji and Hakuba - I went to see how you were doing."
He nodded towards Conan. "That's when you told me the secret. Sherlock had already known then but didn't tell me. He wanted you to do it except you didn't trust me then. Guess after patching you up a couple of times that changed." John does not go into details about what these injuries might have been. "In the time that followed you'd tell me things. Things you wouldn't talk about with just anyone."
Now is when John skips part of the story. Something to save for later.
"Eventually I ended up here. Neither you or Sherlock remember any of the time on the Charon, don't even have any the wounds so I can't really explain why you don't know or the physical differences. All I can say is that Sherlock is from further along in the future here in this world than he had been in the other one." How much of this Conan believed, John didn't know. "I told Sherlock some of that but knew you wouldn't trust someone who wasn't supposed to be real so I didn't say anything." Pretended to not know the kid he was living with.
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As for the explanation, well here it goes. "This isn't the first world I've been brought into. The first one was... it doesn't have a name as far as I'm aware. But there was a ship called the Charon and the ones responsible for everything was a company called COMPASS. They were bringing people onto the ship from all sorts of different worlds for the sake of an experiment. A fear experiment. When I got there Sherlock was already there. Had been for weeks."
This is where it got weird. "He was living in a shipping container down in the cargo hold, pulled off the mattress to his bunk and got himself a private place to live. Loads of people were doing it. Except he wasn't living alone. Sherlock was living with you. I didn't know anything for a long time, not the truth about you or how in your world the pair of us were fictional characters. You were a kid I looked after."
A small sigh and he leaned back in his chair, making sure to keep his hands were visible. "While I said COMPASS was experimenting was fear half the time it felt more like they were researching pain. People got hurt on a daily basis sometimes, definitely on a weekly one. They'd sometimes pit us against each other by using some sort of drug or chemical or they'd send in some monster of the week. People disappeared and we didn't always know where they went or what was happening with them. We'd all say they went home but I don't know how many of us actually believed that. So when two of your friends from home disappeared - Heiji and Hakuba - I went to see how you were doing."
He nodded towards Conan. "That's when you told me the secret. Sherlock had already known then but didn't tell me. He wanted you to do it except you didn't trust me then. Guess after patching you up a couple of times that changed." John does not go into details about what these injuries might have been. "In the time that followed you'd tell me things. Things you wouldn't talk about with just anyone."
Now is when John skips part of the story. Something to save for later.
"Eventually I ended up here. Neither you or Sherlock remember any of the time on the Charon, don't even have any the wounds so I can't really explain why you don't know or the physical differences. All I can say is that Sherlock is from further along in the future here in this world than he had been in the other one." How much of this Conan believed, John didn't know. "I told Sherlock some of that but knew you wouldn't trust someone who wasn't supposed to be real so I didn't say anything." Pretended to not know the kid he was living with.