That casual intimacy is new, so new it almost startles him--and so new it somehow outwits his habit of being smug about a compliment. Every time she kisses him it's a little burst of knowledge.

He thinks he likes it.

"Better." It's sort of weird that talking about this isn't like having a tooth pulled, after what they've all been through recently. Tea helps, obviously, because there's science behind it and even Sherlock can understand that ritual can have a calming effect, but Molly's presence is just as great a factor. "We're surprisingly okay. The clean-up at the flat helps."