[It's a good thing Sherlock properly verified what he meant, because he was looking very concerned that his friend had gone the deep end, more so than usual and named his own skull. Still...] That skull had a name? [Nevermind the fact that when it was alive with a body of flesh, it probably did have a name.]

...Well, I'm glad you found him. [Wagahai mews beside him, and he realizes he's been sitting in her bedding for quite some time. He'll move to stand back up, feeling a little lightheaded.] All right, if we're going to go out later, we should get started cleaning this place up.