That I am. Marisbury Animusphere, in the flesh.

[He lifts his arms out, a smile on his face - a smile also familiar and sharp, as those eyes glitter at Holmes.]

I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised that you know my name, hm? ...Still. What are you doing out during the night, so far away from your Master?

[This feeling -

One could almost sense the roar of the falls, as they stood on this street.

But this wasn't Moriarty....was he?]