“Sir”

It was Philips' voice that brought Ian back to earth; he'd just lost the most important person in his life.

“Sir." Philips insisted in the face of his master's silence.

 "I'm sorry to disturb you, but we await your orders. It's getting dark, the current is preventing us from crossing and continuing our search, so I think it's best to go back inside, get warm, regain your strength and start again tomorrow. Also, you'll have to prepare for the worst, sir, with the low temperatures and the cold.”

“Are you mad?” Ian asked, his voice full of fatigue but above all full of bitterness. 

“Excuse me, sir?”

“My wife...