[Well. That's certainly something he's never seen before. The flaring aura makes Sherlock slide sideways out of his chair, putting a few more feet between himself and what he's realizing is an unstable fog priest, in deep emotional turmoil, with incomplete control over his powers.

"Sherry, I think he wasn't lying after all," Jon says, keeping pace.

No shit, Jon.]

No. It is not a punishment. A man made a terrible choice and took advantage of a moment of weakness, a - an effect that was dangerous for us all. You did nothing wrong!