Ellie pulls a face at him, more deadpan than annoyed. She doesn't have to be a genius to see what's going on. As smart as Sherlock is, she has to wonder if she's dealing with a kid, emotionally.

That might actually make some sense. But then again, she's known similar hard-headed old guys, and she got through to them eventually.

"Of course he'd be pissed. But here you're acting like you don't give a crap that you scared him shitless and made him think you died. He cares about you, that's why he's so angry."

Ellie gives a gusty little sigh and lifts her shoulders. "It's not doing it that you should be sorry for. You did what you had to do. But he had to think you were dead. And I bet that fucking hurt."