John had been planning to serve the tea, but before he could even get back to the kitchen Florence was bringing it to him instead. Raising a sandy blond brow he smiled faintly and sank into a chair. He didn't have to tell her no sugar, she just knew and he missed her for it. Rose was great, she was one of his best friends but things with her were also damn confusing. Just like the rest of the world at the moment. Florence's presence was familiar and he needed that right now more then she knew.
Sipping at the tea infront of him he savored it slowly and reached for one of the biscuits. He couldn't help it, despite not being very hungry Florence's cookies were his favorite things. He preferred them to store bought any day. John dunked one of the biscuits in the tea he nibbled at it and even smiled for a moment as he looked up at her. "These are brilliant." He'd never been any good at cooking. He was more for going out to eat and surviving on sandwiches so when someone did cook for him he appreciated it that much more.
Sucking idly on the cookie as she noticed the box, he shifted his eyes away. It'd taken him so long to put Sherlocks things up and away for storage, it was clear he was struggling with it again. The things Jacen had said made it all come tumbling back. It was his fault. Sherlock was gone because of him. He sighed and closed his eyes for a moment. "He had to know." John said quietly as he finished the cookie a little more sadly then he'd meant to. The last few days had been hell. He tried not to think on it, but it was hard. Every time he turned around it was there plastered on his computer. John toyed with the rim of his tea cup and looked over at the box. Sherlock's was in there somewhere...
Part of him wanted to reach for it and dig, so he kept his fingers on the tea cup instead.