[Yeah... It's not getting better. For just a moment, he tries to think through if his presence would make things worse, but he's never been good at thinking. He's compelled to help, one of the few instincts he's never been able to ignore, no matter how bad of an idea it may or may not be.]
Irahl, hey...
[Lucky for the other guy, Vincent's approach will be slow as he has to gingerly lift himself up out of the bunk. Once he's up, he grabs the blanket that he's still stubbornly keeping at the end of his bed, crosses their little room, and goes to drape the thing gently over Irahl's shoulders.]
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Irahl, hey...
[Lucky for the other guy, Vincent's approach will be slow as he has to gingerly lift himself up out of the bunk. Once he's up, he grabs the blanket that he's still stubbornly keeping at the end of his bed, crosses their little room, and goes to drape the thing gently over Irahl's shoulders.]