"Oh, no." Watson shakes his head. "No, Holmes was never -- not cruel, no. I... think sometimes he might have seen it as being noble, as keeping me out of danger. We'd already fought about whether or not I ought to leave him and go back to London and be safe with Mary," another painful thought to wince at, and his voice catches a moment, "but I'd refused. I'm very angry with him, and I miss him terribly. These are both true statements."