She watched him for a beat than let out a soft chuckle. "People see what they want to see. The often includes the most unexplainable, and anything they don't understand-- whatever makes them uncomfortable." She shifted her weight a little, unsure still if the man was more than he appeared, as was often the case in her line of work.
Sherlock considered her words for a moment. "It is true. Most would decide, should they see something they cannot explain, it did not happen... or start a religion based on such phenomena. On the rare occurrence that I come across something I do not understand, however, I seek to make the unknown known."
Yes, Sherlock was a know-it-all, and he was well aware of that fact. But not knowing something was actually an exciting day for him. That meant that there was something new for him to learn. And, as much as the paranormal fascinated most people, and there was a bit of morbid curiosity, perhaps, from him, he could not accept the idea that anything supernatural was happening here. No, he was quite sure that, whatever this was, there was a perfectly reasonable answer. One that did not involve spectres.
