Holmes thought about what his companion in adventure was saying. He put hand to mouth and tapped his lips a few times with the index finger while his feet carried him quickly forward. He felt the temperature dropping the closer they approached the white presence.
"Considering where we are, what I've seen thus far, and also the variety of people here so far, it might be a tad more than a drop in temperature though I do feel like it's more chilly over here than back there." He said all of this in a crisp tone, tinged with an undercurrent of ironic humour. "And don't you have some electronic gadget with which to analyse the fog?"