Ah - my mistake, then. Yes, I suppose we should - I do expect you not to disappoint me, at the very least!

[Another hand held out.]

If you'll allow me?

[And in another flash of portal lights and a few steps in, they are in the Weapon Room....where a certain polar bear lies sleeping, as they portaled to the door.

Moriarty seems a little tired, but he tries not to show it.]

...There, now then - work your...magic, won't you?