Sherlock rolled his eyes good naturedly. “You left not so long ago to escape the atmospheric changes which really did nothing to clear your mind. It worked so disastrously that it drove you right back here in a matter of minutes. Rather like H.O.U.N.D. , you can be aware of the effects but you can’t control them.” He shrugged, eyes adverting to the ceiling. “I’m not immune. Natural inclination does seem to play a small part in things but it’s not selective in its contagion. We could try going for a walk but it’s doubtful it will actually alleviate any of the event induced chemical components.”