[There's nothing he can do to save himself from being slammed down into the ground again. He would make a mental note to stop pissing off Asougi while he's in demonic werewolf(????) form, but really, when does Sherlock ever stop pissing off dangerous people? There's a lesson involved that he'll never learn.

So he waits (and cringes) until at last, Asougi's claw loosens its hold and allows Sherlock to scuttle backwards a bit. One thing's for sure, he absolutely won't keep his mouth shut. Those last few words ruffled a few proverbial feathers. Ten long years, indeed. It's quite insulting to hear Asougi talk as if he's been mistreated or even neglected when things couldn't possibly have been further from the truth.]

What you've been through these ten long years? You were embraced by another family. Mikotoba and his daughter may not have been able to replace your real father, but I have no doubt they cared for you just as much. Perhaps you ought to focus your thoughts on that instead.