Sherlock rolled his eyes slightly. He could hear them coming from several corridors away. He glanced again at the Time Lord he'd tracked. He just needed to make sure he didn't leave again.
He hurriedly untucked his shirt and ripped a few buttons off, ran his hands through his hair and took a deep breath. He ran around the corner, almost barelling into the man, breathing heavily.
"Oh, God, did you see it up there?" he panted. "There's fire, and people are injured- Where am I?" he asked, looking around in a panicked way, running his hand through his hair. "I just ran and - is it safe here? Is it safe?" he shouted, panicked.
He could hear the footsteps get closer now, though they were much quieter. At least two sets.