Unfortunately, Holmes didn't have a skull to keep him company. His own sitting room back home had been a bit more, ah, ostentatious. Lots of places to lose a skull, by the time he'd finished with it. Besides, that devil nanny would more than likely have tossed the thing. Heavens only knew how many experiments she'd ruined before he'd forbidden her from touching his things. He didn't have a hat either, and didn't even own a deerstalker. No, he preferred a fedora, himself. Way less pretentious.
It was lucky he had his pipe now. It gave him something to do, some means of distraction to keep him grounded at the mention of, yes, a man with whom he was very familiar. It didn't take a veritable genius to understand who Sherlock was talking about, not when they were both so similar, would both attribute the same darkness to the same people. Holmes methodically packs his pipe with a big of tobacco from the stash in his pocket, patting his pockets for some means to light it. His expression is cloudy, very carefully composed into something blank.
"And therefore, I presume, you were amidst a tea party when you were apprehended," he replies lightly, sardonically.
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Unfortunately, Holmes didn't have a skull to keep him company. His own sitting room back home had been a bit more, ah, ostentatious. Lots of places to lose a skull, by the time he'd finished with it. Besides, that devil nanny would more than likely have tossed the thing. Heavens only knew how many experiments she'd ruined before he'd forbidden her from touching his things. He didn't have a hat either, and didn't even own a deerstalker. No, he preferred a fedora, himself. Way less pretentious.
It was lucky he had his pipe now. It gave him something to do, some means of distraction to keep him grounded at the mention of, yes, a man with whom he was very familiar. It didn't take a veritable genius to understand who Sherlock was talking about, not when they were both so similar, would both attribute the same darkness to the same people. Holmes methodically packs his pipe with a big of tobacco from the stash in his pocket, patting his pockets for some means to light it. His expression is cloudy, very carefully composed into something blank.
"And therefore, I presume, you were amidst a tea party when you were apprehended," he replies lightly, sardonically.