(She's not wrong--there's an entire new wing now, dedicated solely to the things he's learning from Molly's hands and body and clever mouth. It's not the least bit organized yet, but that hardly matters.)

His mouth quirks into a helpless smile. Words are still difficult, but at least he has her as a lifeline to keep him steady while he makes his way back to coherent thought.

"Molly Hooper, hidden talents of." He's slightly hoarse; he tips his head down so he can press his nose into her cheek.