He smiled satisfied when he was done.
"There you are... I'll clean up your face now... we don't want scars on your beautiful face now, do we?" he muttered and poured some antiseptic on a ball of cotton. "Don't know if he'll survive my revenge first..." he mumbled under his breath, trying not to think about Jim at the moment, because he knew he would freak out otherwise.
He looked down into Sherlock's eyes when he mentioned he was important as well.
"Am I the last one?" he asked a bit teasing, a small smile on his lips.
"You are good at hiding the fact that you think I am important..." he said sincerely, his fingers cleaning Sherlock's right cheek delicately, and then moving to the other one. "Especially considering what you said today..."