Mycroft quirked a curiously amused expression. "Why do you think I brought up Mr Corvin and Eve?"
He then said, "Yesssss..." drawing out the last syllable of the word like a hiss. "But if the wolves in question were werewolves?" He didn't bother with her Shakespearean comment - he wasn't here for chit-chat. "Funny how you ask that question," he sounded sarcastic - he was certain that Selene must've already deduced what he was going to ask. "I should like to organize a team of individuals whose purpose is to deal with these supernatural elements. I'm at a distinct disadvantage, for I am not of the same ilk, I know little of the subject. However, the leader of said organization ought to be the best at the business of fighting these sorts of rouge elements, and your name was top of the list. Oh, it wouldn't be official, you'll still be engaged in your duties at your department. But every once in a while, when your services are required, you'll be alerted."