He disliked the idea of his death, obviously, and gave her a look. Working out the last couple of years had helped his insecurity with being able to protect himself. Pearl's statement was nice to hear and he smiled softly for a moment with his head turned so she was unable to see it. Their affection for each other was obvious, more so to them than to most people, and it was always good to get examples from his sister like this.
"I manage to get to the restroom before I vomit all over the place," he said, though she was aware of that already. He enjoyed her reaction to him bugging her with her own hair and grinned before ruffling her hair. She'd resent that too he figured, but all in good fun.
Jacob remembered the conversation he had and realized that he had not received a good reason. It probably wasn't even a good reason and thus there was no reason for them to harm this guy. "No, and he's not her best friend." If so, it was a fucked up relationship. He was glad that she might try to befriend the woman because his sister needed lots of friends. "Cheerful. Talkative. Sound familiar?" He grinned at her. "We didn't talk for that long before I went anti social on her. So you find out more shit and tell me, got it?"
"Yeah, I think I will." He laughed briefly. "I'm making her fav drink and then showing her mine. That's pretty fucking intimate already." It was somewhat a joke although disturbing at the same time. Jacob turned so his head was hanging upside down over the bed. "It's damn weird to be attracted to someone who actually has an interest in common with me." Pearl didn't want to hear that, probably. "And if I find shitloads of guys calling you hot, I'm going to put boils on their testicles."