His brow furrows lightly, because something that had been mildly tickling at the back of his awareness finally makes itself known. The name, Dr. Watson, he'd taken for coincidence. But now, a few more things are starting to sound familiar.

"Now, I think you really must bet trying to pull my leg. Next, you're going to tell me you're roommates with the great Sherlock Holmes." How absurd would that be?