Quentin winced just at the sound of head hitting bed frame. "Are you okay?" he asked first, even as he took that gloved hand and shook it, seeming a little like he wasn't sure what to do with himself. "I'm Quentin. Coldwater. And...yeah."

Stunning. Excellent first impressions. Then again, the fact that the other guy's first impression had been cracking his head on something, it was possible not to get too wrapped up in embarrassing himself. He set down the bag of his belongings on the other lower bunk, one hundred percent sure that he would embarrass or injure himself with a higher one.