I suppose I should be more surprised.

[Watson finishes packing his pipe with tobacco before lighting it. He takes a moment to breathe in the smoke, steadying himself before continuing his address to the network. He doesn't look visibly different to normal, though there is a tension in his posture that is apparent even over the network feed. He looks up at the feed and just as quickly looks away with a brief grimace.]

Clearly when I was telling Lancelot I had not once returned home during my sojourn here, I should have said 'yet.' Perhaps I would have fared better had I knocked on wood? Not that I'm complaining, no, no. Married life agrees. Though--

[Watson's hand goes unthinkingly to the pocket of his coat. There's a small cylinder there, though it is hard to make out what exactly it is and the moment he realizes he is touching it, Watson deliberately shrugs the coat back so the pocket and its contents are no longer in view.]

I suppose it is enough to say that much has transpired during my return. On that note, I would be greatly obliged if any would care to let me know how long I've been gone and what has happened in the city during my absence.

... I should be particularly grateful for any news of my colleague. [God, please still be here, Holmes.]

Just when exactly did Nakama leave? Seth too.

[It must be the day for rare video post occurrences, Asgard. Conan's not usually this pale or skinny (despite being admittedly tiny -- you can thank the week-long coma for that). And he's never upset enough to forget the honorifics.

From the background, his bedroom in the Heimdall house he lives in, it can be inferred that Conan has only recently regained consciousness. He's not pouting, that would be un-detective-like. But he isn't happy and is not bothering to hide it as he reaches for his glasses, polishing them with his handkerchief.]

Ah, maybe it's for the best, with Karuika-niichan and Shou-niisan gone too. It'd be too much for the three of them to lose each other again. And I'm pretty sure no one wanted to see Seth-niichan's homesick face again ...

[Glasses polished, Conan eyes them a moment before putting them on mentally changing gears as he does so. Tiny detective is back in business.]

Mah, at least leave a note if you're going to up and disappear on people! It's the least you could do.

[-- or not. Yeah, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today, Asgard.]

[Filtered to everyone but Katniss Everdeen... he forgot to include Finnick, Rue or Annie, so they can see this...]

Does any one know if the God's can erase memories? [He has a few that if he got rid of them, maybe he could fix the mess his life has become, at least someone.]

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I am working at the Cafe, but a part time job would help, I'm a hardworker and fast learner.