Her laughter is contagious, drawing a low, helpless giggle out of him. It's the same kind of relieved, surprised giggling that seized him after their first kiss.
"God, we've got a disgusting goddaughter."
The sentence slips out of him before he can really grasp the full impact of what he's said. They're all tied together now, a strange little human network of people who've chosen to share parts of their lives despite (and, let's be honest, because of) the danger involved. But Sherlock's not quite ready to process an emotional revelation like this today, especially since Molly's laughing and that's a sight he tucks away as proudly as any really clever scientific insight.
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Date: 2017-02-19 06:05 am (UTC)"God, we've got a disgusting goddaughter."
The sentence slips out of him before he can really grasp the full impact of what he's said. They're all tied together now, a strange little human network of people who've chosen to share parts of their lives despite (and, let's be honest, because of) the danger involved. But Sherlock's not quite ready to process an emotional revelation like this today, especially since Molly's laughing and that's a sight he tucks away as proudly as any really clever scientific insight.