"He did? Why?" Howard sounds a little too interested in the answer. "He actually likes you."

Because to Howard that's pretty unfathomable, but he admits that Sherlock doesn't exactly shoot for the 'traumatized hypersensitive teenager' demographic.

"We should go to high ground. Wyatt's..." God, that word thing again. Why is it so hard to say basic things? "I told Wyatt I'd go to high ground. He patched me up last time. And you can find John."

And the four of them can play house, he supposes.