Sherlock looks concerned about something. He opens the door and his eyes widen as he sees his sister, Enola. “Enola. Where have you been? It’s 4:46AM.” He asks, with a stern voice but a hint of concern. This man is the country’s top detective, yet can’t stop worrying about his sister who is 7 years his junior. (He’s 21, she’s 14). Enola doesn’t respond and just shrugs. Sherlock facepalms and glares at her. “You have a red rash on your neck. What the heck happened Enola?!”