Within minutes of the blanket being placed on his shoulders, Kengo had reached up with one hand and pulled it closer around himself. It wasn't as though Zeta District was subjected to the same cold as space, but it wasn't as warm as the fancier apartments were. The utilities also seemed to be rather hit-or-miss depending on the time of day.

It took Kengo another half hour after Ryusei had woken up for him to wake up as well. He stirred in the chair a bit, burying his face in his arms and making a frustrated noise, before forcing himself to sit up. Feeling the weight on his shoulders, Kengo reached up and pulled the blanket closer around himself. ... strange. He hadn't remembered grabbed it off of the bed the night before. Had he really fallen asleep at his desk again?

When he moved his chair to stand up, Kengo visibly jumped a bit when he noticed Ryusei was in the room. It took a few seconds for him to calm back down. Part of him felt as though he'd simply dreamed about the other showing up. He'd had a lot of unpleasant dreams concerning both of his friends showing up on the station, only to lose them somehow.

"... morning." Kengo muttered, feeling significantly more awkward than he had the night before. He couldn't even remember half of what had been said between them.