Drifting, more or less. . .
[Ichiru has been adrift on one of the rafts for a good hour now. He has a decent sized stick he's been attempting to use to gain more control, but up till now it's proven rather useless.
Although, really. . . there's more pressing matters.
At some point (maybe within this past hour, or before), he had begun to cough. Tired, and with quite a fever, as well.
He's doing what he can to try and find somewhere dry, but it's pretty noticeable that he's become too weak for it. Even yelling for help is almost too strenuous.
Combined with the fact that he can't even swim, he's rather miserable.
. . . And scared. But he's trying not to let that part show.]