There's some noise coming from Phil's room at this hour, not for the first time.

The door opens. He shuffles out. In contrast to Ruby, he's wearing a bandanna over his bad eye; he keeps it on in the house but takes it off when he goes into town. There's a slump to him. In this light, he looks even more utterly tired than he usually is, cold-seeming and dimly lit by his Mantle. Spotting Ruby (he knew she was out here), he turns and shuffles about the kitchen, grabbing his own food and water and pulling up a chair. He doesn't really eat. Mostly he just slouches.

If they're going to be awake and miserable, the least they can do is do it together.