However gentle his gesture, Alex's two fingers are akin to the hot tongs from hell fire to Neil's skin. Regardless, Neil gives no objections, settling instead for his coughing laughter. He eventually quiets, turning again to look at the ceiling.

It isn't until Alex begins rummaging through their items that Neil glances over, in time to catch a familiar fruit in the older man's hand. "Where did you get that punga fruit?" he asks, curious.