Give him one week to 'come to his senses' and publicly thank the British forces who got him out of his self-generated dwang. If it is not forthcoming, launch another SF op to insert him straight back into Sadr City with some 'stars and stripes' y-fronts, 'Danish' cartoons taped to his back, a bottle of whisky and a bacon butty. Good luck chap, and well done on your last mission!
