"It's. That's a good cut on you."

And before he can start stammering like a teenager at his first dance, thankfully, he hears John's key in the door. He's always a lot steadier when John's around.

(Although, come to think of it, John's never really been around him when he's been in a situation like this. He hasn't even seen the two of them together since before Sherrinford.)

"Great. Well." He grabs his overnight bag off the sofa. "Better go let him know his consult fee's in the fridge and his baby's still the slimy delight of her godparents."