Mycroft/Irene
Irene nodded, quite certain that Mycroft was indeed capable of such imaginings. Though what he specifically imagined, she wasn't certain of. Yet.
"Well, as expected, we discussed the situation with a certain blogger," Irene replied. "To which he mostly avoided, at least until sidetracked with a puzzle to figure out. In less than 4 seconds, no less." She gave a slight shrug before continuing. "I'm not certain if that revelation made me seem more human, and thus something that he should do as well, or if it scared him since that would mean he'd eventually have to admit to being the same. Eventually."
"Interesting," Irene replied. "Something that I'm certain you were most fortuitous to discover and undoubtedly have plans to exploit to your own ends." Of course, now she was intrigued as to why he would need someone like that. To which he would never admit. She'd have to find out via other means.