"I'll try not to hold it against you," Watson laughed again, sitting down beside Holmes. He poured out the coffee, stirring some sugar into one cup before passing it to Holmes. To do so was surprisingly second nature, even after three years. Hopefully, Holmes's taste in how he liked his coffee hadn't changed in that time. "I feel rather giddily happy myself, come to mention it. I suppose it's all the more reason for the two of us to hide out here, unnoticed. None shall be witness to your shocking sentimentality but I."

He gave this some thought and added, "Well, potentially Mrs. Hudson as well, but I can't help that."

Watson helped himself to some sausages, unable to stop smiling.