That startled, happy look on her face engraved itself into his mind, to be tucked away in the ever-expanding wing of his mind palace dedicated to Molly Hooper; it cut through the evening chill.

"Aside from all the bookmarked articles on your laptop giving you away?" he teased, nudging her gently with his shoulder. "It seemed appropriate, seeing as we're already in Italy."

He was still a touch too awkward with his emotions to know how to admit that he wanted to be there for the first time she saw the city, that he wanted to watch her discover things she'd only seen in photographs.