Sherlock shifted a little to give John more of a lap to sit on. He wasn't quite sure if it would be a bit not good to admit that he had watched John grow up, so he hedged his bets.

"I know enough." He said. Of course, he really knew it all, but that, perhaps, was for another time.

"I also know that you are a good man. You deserve to be happy." Sherlock wondered if he could even give John the love that he knew the man deserved. They had tried once, and it failed spectacularly. Was that bound to happen again? Would they always orbit but never collide?