You know, contrary to what both of you think, the police aren't completely bloody useless. This is what we do, we catch psychos for a living, so maybe you could've left it to us?

[He's so mad, and it isn't helped by the fact that Sherlock is completely ignoring him, eyes closed and fingers laced on his chest.]

You're both under bloody house arrest, you hear me? I'll let you help with the clues, but you're not leaving here until she's caught.