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Kateydid3
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There. A smile. That's good, right? He hasn't made someone smile in months. Of course, it's not the smile he's really looking for, but still. It'll do. And anyway, Molly looks happy that he made the suggestion. He gives her a smile back. That's easy to fake. He's got lots of practice. But he has to admit, seeing her smile does make his own a bit more genuine.
She's confident. About her job. He notices that, as they leave. Less stammering. She's smart, she knows she's smart. She's good at her job, too. Maybe she knows that as well. But she doesn't show that often. Why doesn't she? She should, he decides. It suits her. But he doesn't say that aloud. He'd likely only make her nervous again.
She seems to do that herself, though. Damn leg. "It's fine," he says. Reassuring smile. It's really not, of course. It's never been fine. The leg, at least. Her forgetfulness really is fine. People tend not to notice things like that. Because you're an idiot, he can hear Sherlock saying. He disregards it. As always. "Maybe we could take a cab?"
She's confident. About her job. He notices that, as they leave. Less stammering. She's smart, she knows she's smart. She's good at her job, too. Maybe she knows that as well. But she doesn't show that often. Why doesn't she? She should, he decides. It suits her. But he doesn't say that aloud. He'd likely only make her nervous again.
She seems to do that herself, though. Damn leg. "It's fine," he says. Reassuring smile. It's really not, of course. It's never been fine. The leg, at least. Her forgetfulness really is fine. People tend not to notice things like that. Because you're an idiot, he can hear Sherlock saying. He disregards it. As always. "Maybe we could take a cab?"