[ Holmes observes more than the interview naturally. Both John and Mary are put under some level of scrutiny. He doesn't enjoy the fact, his name is put on display like a beacon against the dim sky. He has reasons for keeping his name a private matter, however frequently they are discarded. He moves to lift a pipe out of his robe and tuck it in between his lips. Lighting it with a snap of fingers. A misuse of power, perhaps. But why remain idle and not use the 'gifts' the gods have graced them with? ]

It is not the gods I hide from.

[ he says tartly. ]

What business, after all, do they have in meddling in mortal affairs? [ taking a puff before moving the pipe away from his mouth. ] I worry about much more than that.