“Banished, eh? You must be awfully naughty.” He smirked, looking her over. “So what’s with you and wolves?”

Me? Naughty? Maybe. I wouldn’t say awfully, but…” Rose trailed off, tongue tucked between her teeth as she grinned. “Y’know, m’not really sure. Follows me around the cosmos, I s’pose. The Wolf’s a bit different, though. She’s… Time? Blimey, that sounds mad. But, yeah. She’s Time. An’ she’s up in my noggin’. Get’s a bit crowded.”

Doesn’t sound too mad. I used to live in someone’s head before I got this beautiful body.

thebigbadwolfwantschips started following you

Sherlock was looking at some samples under his microscope, trying to see if he could identify the location of one of Lestrade’s latest suspects on the night of a horrific murder from some fibres retrieved from the man’s work boots.

As such he didn’t notice he had company.