"Tit for tat would be me launching a missile at your head," Alfred is quick to make his way back to the fire as they approach camp. It's burned down a little and he immediately sets about trying to wake it up again, prodding at it desperately.

"What does it matter what either of us did? Until we get back, our only job is staying alive and getting help."

The truth is, Alfred doesn't want to talk about life back in civilisation. It wasn't exactly going wonderfully, so here, he'll bury it.