"Yeah, I used to get bored easily, can't say that's a problem anymore," he said with a soft chuckle.
Well, there was something he'd never thought of before, but it kind of made sense. "Yeah. Yeah, maybe. Before I came here- well, before I arrived on the train, things weren't great. I thought Sherlock had- killed himself," he admitted, his voice shaking slightly on the last two words, realising that he couldn't remember saying it aloud to anyone else before. He shook his head slightly, and smiled it away. "But then he was on the train, and things changed, and now we're married and he's-" his smile grew a bit wider. "Well, what I mean is, it's possible. My life has been better here than it ever was at home, so maybe that's it."