He sniffed - egotistically - at the first comment.

The rest, however, caught Sherlock's attention instantly. God, but did he want to. He was so bored and so depressed that it was driving him insane - the idea of doing some actual work sounded like a drink in the desert.

"Keener on that than any schematic from the last one-fifty-eight," He said immediately, not bothering to hide his interest.