Sherlock can only suspend his logic for so long. He doesn't interrupt, as he would normally do. But he should have. He now regrets having to sit through that entire diatribe, because it is so completely and foreign to anything he knows or understands, he doesn't know where to begin.

"Well, that makes two of us. Problem with this story, is you started in the middle and talked to me as if I know or understand anything about your universe. I can safely say that I don't. At all. You may as well have been talking in Swahili for all I understood. Seems to me you want an answer to a question you don't know how to ask."

Which is about all he could make out of all the words that hold no meaning for him.