Sherlock gave him a grateful look. "Oh, thank you. Yes, it is! Things move about, all these corridors look the same."
"Oh, listen to me, rambling on. Sherlock's my name," he said. There was no point in using an alias, he'd posted to the network with a picture, and besides, it may be a big ship but if this man wanted to find him, he would be able to.
"It's lovely to meet you..." he trailed off, expectantly.