He catches the tiny microexpressions Molly isn't quite able to suppress, finds himself puffing up proudly at them. Even though she's trying not to let it show, this is clearly something she didn't expect of him--gossip rags or no, he's reluctant to share details of his emotional life with almost everyone, up to and including those most intimately involved in it.
Dr Henry, for her part, just gives them both a warm and accepting smile and a firm handshake before ushering them into the makeshift lab they've set up for the uncatalogued acquisitions.
"We have paperwork on some of it," she explains, "but most of the documentation was either lost to water damage or never existed at all. Everything we can't identify is in here, and we have an extensive set of digital photos if you need a very close look at anything."
The 'lab' is packed with old crates and cardboard boxes, among other odds and ends. A pair of card tables have been set up to accommodate the equipment Sherlock's already requested: a microscope, an iPad, a box of disposable gloves, and a set of surgical tools. It's all they really need to pick apart the mysteries in this room.
"Perfect." He glances over at Molly, mouth quirking. "Let's try and find a brain, then."
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Date: 2017-12-20 09:24 pm (UTC)Dr Henry, for her part, just gives them both a warm and accepting smile and a firm handshake before ushering them into the makeshift lab they've set up for the uncatalogued acquisitions.
"We have paperwork on some of it," she explains, "but most of the documentation was either lost to water damage or never existed at all. Everything we can't identify is in here, and we have an extensive set of digital photos if you need a very close look at anything."
The 'lab' is packed with old crates and cardboard boxes, among other odds and ends. A pair of card tables have been set up to accommodate the equipment Sherlock's already requested: a microscope, an iPad, a box of disposable gloves, and a set of surgical tools. It's all they really need to pick apart the mysteries in this room.
"Perfect." He glances over at Molly, mouth quirking. "Let's try and find a brain, then."