Sherlock watched as Sophia studied her. She felt a bit offended with how she asked about her name. "Yes Watson, Sherlock is indeed a male name. But I am smart, my mother saw that I would be more intelligent than most people on this world. A smart name for a smart girl. If you have an issue with the way my name was chosen for me, you may take it up with my mother, which is impossible because she is deceased and she has been that way for quite some time." She took a breathe before continuing on. "I also can tell that you were part of the military, not by your uniform but the way you carry yourself. You walk with a limp because you were careless which lead you to get shot in the leg, destroying some of your nerves and causing permanent bone damage. You care for you guns there more than you care about anything else, perhaps because your carelessness made you a bit paranoid as to where you keep your weapons. Close to you. So that you do not get harmed again for another careless move. You are also a terrible liar... Am I right Watson?" Sherlock finished and then turned to James. "To answer your question James, I will not be around. I have a few errands to run, so text me the results as soon as the lab comes out with them." Sherlock tightened her scarf around her coat and then looked down at Watson. "Come along Watson." She said before she exited the lab.