"Haurchefant led it away. We got everyone else out. People helped navigate us back and the Admin sealed the door. She said she'd regained control, and then I woke up here." It's the briefest summary he's got. He'll go into more detail when Alfie is less... severely not-okay. Maybe when John's a bit less not-okay, as well. He'd put a cap on his emotions down below to deal with it. Some of that's coming off now that the adrenaline and everything else propping him up is gone.

John pulls off his glove with his teeth and lays the back of his hand against Alfie's forehead to check the temperature. "Anything else apart from the dehydration. The other symptoms? Are you still nauseous? Anything else from the radiation?" The radiation that is all around them.

Okay. Not thinking about that just now.