"Jamie? I knew him as James Moriarty. I suppose that's not far off, though."

Watson shakes his head in disbelief, resting his hands on his knees. "I have been here for, oh, four and a half months now. I have seen many strange things, and heard many strange stories. This is still a new one for me. If you're some phantom of my mind... well, I doubt I would have imagined a version of myself that was an attractive woman."