Blinking like a deer in the headlights, John had no idea why he was on the receiving end of a strop. If he was about to flip out and kill him then boy did he hope that he could get a headstart. Sherlock was a lot faster than him and stronger than him! Sighing, he reached down and snagged the map, setting it out straight on just across from him, careful not to get it in his way of anything vital.

"I never said I don't trust you, you know I do. I just know that you were meant to get a burden or something and your behaviour is... well, just a bit erratic than usual. I think its just best that I keep it safe."

Making a left, he traced the roads along with his finger, just to make sure he knew what he was doing. "Are you sure you're okay?"