Bryan glanced at her with a sweet smile, eyes glowing with fake innocence. "Hello Klem. Welcome home." His voice was dripping with sugary sweetness. He ignored the food, pushing the tray so that it fell to the floor. He wasn't interested in the food. He was in a room with another being. Someone he could touch and talk to. Someone alive and not imaginary. He swung himself off of his bunk and sauntered over to his roomie, eyeing her curiously. He reached out a hand, going to touch her hair when he heard a guard yelling. "You know better Mr. Newsome!" His head snapped around with neck cracking speed. "Helga." He growled, barring sharp teeth at her. He'd filed them down so they looked more like shark teeth then human teeth. The Geeman women cocked an eyebrow at her prisoner. "Not eating again huh? You dont want the tube again do you?" He snickered and pulled himself back onto his bed, not answering. "If you don't eat your meal tomorrow, you know what I'll have to do." She threatened, then walked away to attend to her duties. Bryan was no longer her responsibility. He was Anthony's problem now.

Bryan was staring at his new roommate attentively when he heard Anthony speak. "Bryan." The raven haired man perked up and ran to the bars, grabbing at Anthony like a child. "Oh Tonnnny!" He cried, reaching through the bars and whining when the gaurd backed out of his reach. "Hush." Anthony demanded, running his hand tiredly through his sandy hair. "Now. I came to see why you weren't eating." Bryan looked at his tray and back at Anthony. "Aw Tony. That's so sweet of you. You were worried weren't you?" The guard sighed in annoyance. "What will it take to get you to eat?" Bryan paced, then grinned. "Maybe you could feed me~? Helga used to sometimes. Or you could read me a story. Or come join Klemmy and I." The gaurd was clearly starting to lose his patience, huffing. Bryan decided the guard was boring and went back to staring at Klem. "So. Want to play a game?" He cooed, smiling in a dangerous way, suggesting he meant something dangerous. "Because I think we should get to know each other better. And games help people get to know each other." He came closer, reaching a hand up to pet at orange locks. "Hmmmmmmm. Soft." He placed a hand on her arm, feeling her skin curiously.