"That would make sense." She sighs, so comfortable here, leaning against each other. It feels like the most natural thing in the world, like this, out of all the world, is where she's supposed to be.

"I've been to London probably a dozen times now, and I still don't get all the differences in terminology. Which can be challenging as a detective. I guess I know what Sherlock feels like being an Englishman in New York."