A reporter, hm? I'm not surprised, considering your...aptitude for sticking your nose into things.

[He sighs, petting Abby - who's become quieter, though still distrustful of the stranger in her territory, eyes watching his every movement (and to see if he leaves any fish behind that she can snatch up).

Still...It's been years since then, and only now does he show up? No.

Deep in his soul, he knows why Sherlock is here, and there's no use in dancing around it.]

...Still. I assume you know about what happened at the museum earlier, then?