Merrion settled in next to Wil by the captain's invitation a bit sheepishly as the others settled in for the night, finally able to finish off his food. Everyone seemed like they were going to spend the evening at some level of dry, and that comforted him a little; still, he worried. He read a collection of stories once where adventurers survived the odds in conditions similar to this, but then Merrion realized that they had been less prepared and still mangaged to survive. So, though he shivered, he tried to relax so he could fall asleep, scooting closer to Wil for warmth.
"Sorry," he offered to everyone with a small grin, and then at Wil. The sooner he went to sleep, the better, he decided.