Sherlock covered his face with his hands and allowed himself to cry. Surely they wouldn't deny him one lapse into emotion?
John stood a little distance away with his arms wrapped around Xena and Lucy. Mycroft stood beside Sherlock, his face devoid of all emotion. He spoke in a voice only Sherlock could hear. "All lives end, all hearts are broken. Caring is not an advantage."
"Shut up Mycroft." Sherlock growled.