"Nuclear?" Sir, you now have his full attention. "Who bombed the United States?" That's a nightmare scenario he can barely stand to consider. Coming from the Cold War era, one could say the prospect of that very thing happening was a very real weight on everyone's shoulders no matter what developed nation they were in. Now he wants to talk to this other friend too. What is the aftermath like twenty years later?

He no longer questions how Pratt could know his death was certain. He might be fortunate the tree finished him before the blast did. Belatedly, he realizes he should perhaps show a little sympathy. "I'm sorry. That must be a difficult thing to live with here."