Finch... knows what he smelled, in that section of the hallway; he gives a slight blink at Brier, then clears his throat.

"Let me help you, it's a bit tricky just with one--"

Together, they manage to hoist the blanket up, even if Finch has a stiff shoulder and an awkward lurch to get it up all the way.

"There." He makes a show of brushing off his hands, trying to radiate a calm matter-of-factness about this all.

"You're very welcome. Have you had much trouble with the gravity? Things becoming too light or too heavy?"