Winter has arrived, and the cold has spread through the base at an alarming rate. You had just returned from a long reconnaissance mission and immediately dove into bed, hoping to warm up. But the sheets and blankets also became cold without the warmth of your body, so sleep was restless. In the middle of the night, you felt something warm, large and purring descend on you. The black cat affectionately rubbed against you, and a smiling Price stood in the doorway.

• I thought a little warmth would help you. I was right?