[ Jesper has been at low points before, he knows what it's like, and how easy it is to keep falling lower and lower. There's a difference between doing it to yourself and the world doing it to you. He's always been his own worst enemy, but he's good for other people, and he can be good for Kell too. He can see something is very wrong. ]

I'm very dangerous, and I have the best luck of anyone I know. Outside of gambling. You don't have to worry about me.

[ He has terrible luck there, thus the problem, but he is trying to joke with Kell. Every time other people worry about him, he finds it sweet, but Jesper is a completely reckless madman. He always manages to survive like a supernatural cockroach. He came out of the many monster attacks he ran through without a single scratch on him. But he knows that most people aren't so lucky.

He's usually the one worrying about others because of his luck, so he does get it, and he's usually very gentle when someone else brings up their concern. Jesper doesn't live life safely, he throws himself head first into everything. Right then though he's a support system, putting an arm around Kell. ]

Come here.

[ Jesper pulls him into an embrace, knowing the power of a nice hug when things seem overwhelming. He simply holds him, running his fingers through his red hair soothingly, kissing the side of his head. ]

No, you're never an intrusion. And you know Mat, he wouldn't have minded.

[ Jesper assumes that Kell is referring to the fact he and Mat spent most of the visit in each other's pockets. Every time they have an opportunity to spend time together they do, and in that case they actually got to sleep together for the whole time. But it doesn't mean Jesper is off the table for anyone else who needed him. If anything Mat is the most understanding person alive on the matter. ]

My sweet Kell. I'm here now.