I got it. [He's already dragged his feet with the important stuff, he can at least get the doors himself. And that he does, straining a little bit to go easy on his side but managing to pull the doors mostly shut and throwing them into darkness, minus the ghostly blue lights on their armor.]

Jeez...who thought a jungle could be so cold? Never missed controlled climate as much as I do now. [Hunk rubs his arms as he comes back over to Keith's side, situating himself so his back is against the wall with his legs open and his knees bent.] Okay, well, you better get over here.