John looked up. "Detective Inspector. Hello. Don't listen to him, I'm fine." He hadn't removed the bandage yet, not wanting Sherlock to freak out with how quickly he healed. Magic. Again. Defies the laws if reality. Just how it was. Then again he was an immortal wizard looking for a reborn legendary king.

It was all a bit strange.

He stopped and stared at Greg, something seemed... Familiar. He frowned and tilted his head to the side.

Why.

That damn point of light wa...

His eyes widened and he let out a breath. "Oh..."