Oh hey, there you are!
Once, on a climb, about seven of us (my partner & I, a group of four, and this solo guy) combined whatever food we had, and shared a big banquet, and the solo guy who donated a single packet of ramen, ate nearly all of my avocado (which I had carried for six days, an absolute delicacy after a week on the trail). We didn't exactly kill this guy, but we left him all alone at 10,000 feet. He arrived solo, so he can finish solo, we thought. Before we left, I tried to find a snickers bar in his pack, but he had nothing. So I put a big rock in his side pouch.