"So do I," he confesses, squeezing her hand a little. Sherlock loves that Molly is so curious, that she takes as much pleasure in untangling a mystery as he does--before he met her he was absolutely certain that he couldn't be in a relationship because no one else would want to share that with him, but every day she proves him wrong. She's proven him wrong about a lot of things, and somehow he's grateful for it, happy that his perspective has shifted.
When they arrive at the museum, they're greeted by his contact, a cheerful middle-aged woman wearing trainers and a long beaded chain to keep her glasses round her neck. And though he's been rehearsing this for days inside his head, he finds his mouth is a little dry and his pulse ticks a little too fast when it's actually time for him to speak.
"Daphne, good to see you again. Molly, this is Dr Daphne Henry of the Hunterian Museum. Daphne, this is Molly Hooper of the St. Bart's pathology division, and--my girlfriend."
He's never referred to her that way before, not even in private. It's not a word he's especially fond of (see also: cuddling) but he's aware that it carries a weight for most people in casual conversation that 'partner' doesn't.
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When they arrive at the museum, they're greeted by his contact, a cheerful middle-aged woman wearing trainers and a long beaded chain to keep her glasses round her neck. And though he's been rehearsing this for days inside his head, he finds his mouth is a little dry and his pulse ticks a little too fast when it's actually time for him to speak.
"Daphne, good to see you again. Molly, this is Dr Daphne Henry of the Hunterian Museum. Daphne, this is Molly Hooper of the St. Bart's pathology division, and--my girlfriend."
He's never referred to her that way before, not even in private. It's not a word he's especially fond of (see also: cuddling) but he's aware that it carries a weight for most people in casual conversation that 'partner' doesn't.