She wraps her arms around his waist, burying her face in his shoulder. She's still weak enough that fully returning the hug is difficult, but she's leaning into it, taking joy and solace from his warmth, his love.
When he asks about Sherlock Joan laughs a little. "Definitely," she jokes back. "At least he's not giving us kissing pointers from the sidelines."
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Date: 2021-08-16 05:46 am (UTC)When he asks about Sherlock Joan laughs a little. "Definitely," she jokes back. "At least he's not giving us kissing pointers from the sidelines."