[And he really didn't mean to linger... Irahl seems to be doing better. The guy's even moving to get more comfortable, instead of the awful tension Vincent could practically feel radiating off of him just a few moments before. He can go back to his bunk now. They're both going to be okay.]

Listen, man, I dunno who kicked my ass harder... You or me...

[He makes another attempt to lift himself up, this time rolling onto his side again first. This does better. He's able to sort of lever himself up into a sitting position this time, though it makes his head pound again to do so.]

Though I gotta say... If we ever get space-raiders or whatever comin' in here, they are fucked.

[He'll... He'll stand up in a minute. Really.]