Again, Jorry's first reaction was to blink once at Kilian's words, and then just laughing at it. "Of all the things I expected to hear... 'conversationalist' wasn't one of them," he snickerd. Jorry has been called alot of things, and he's well aware of what people call him behind his back. He never cared though, and besides, most of what was said about him was true anyway. But he was not considerd the talkative type. He would either flat out ignore you, or shut one up with either a cold look or one simple word. Guess the newbie here broguth out another side of him... Hm. He should be concerned about that. His face was soon back into his usual blank and unreadable one. He frowned, and stared down at the floor. Knowing his brother, Fenrir would try and have his way with Kilian again, and if the employers kept up with his current punishment, it'd be of no surprise if the brothers ended up half-killing each other. "You are no trouble," he spoke up. "But no matter what you do, you'll eventually end up in something unpleasant. That's the whole point of this place." He looked back over at Kilian, and then wordleassly reached out and placing his hand ontop of the male's head, as if trying to say 'you'll pull through'.
It was weird to hear Jorry laugh. Until now he kept his poker face pretty well but some exceptions like smirking or frowning, but this was the first real emotion-like reaction Kilian noticed on this guy. Was this a good or a bad sign? He wasn’t sure, but he may never would be sure about anything regarding his roommates what concerned him more than he preferred. And expectedly Jorry just pointed out what he still hoped would be avoidable but well… and regarding Fenrir he got even more dejected. He couldn’t even tell if he was fonder of getting punched a hole in his head or molested again. When Jorry moved next to him he already feared what he was about, but then really got surprised about the little gesture he gave him. It almost had the same effect like Alex’ sort of comforting hug. One little part in him which didn’t appreciate it asked if he got the letters I'm totally fond of physical contact tattooed on his face, but he ignored it to appreciate Jorrys silent action- “I fear you’re right”, Kilian murmured with lower voice. “This isn’t fair. I had to deal with enough shit before they took me and I wasn’t even meant to work here.” His hand wandered in his back pocket, grabbing the little metal box Professor Liddell gave him a few hours ago. Actually the pills were meant to relieve the aftermath pains of his surgery scars, but they had also a pretty soothing effect on his mindset. Maybe it wasn’t smart to get some kind of high again, but it wouldn’t hurt as well, wouldn’t it? And Kilian really had to feel better right now, at least a few hours. He took one pill out, considering for one moment before he offered the little box at Jorry. “Want one, too?”