Adrian's expression saddened a bit further when the question was asked. With all the tie he had lived here he should have been far desensitized to all this, but it seemed Adrian couldn't ever get used to it, the tortured screams seemed to be something he couldn't feel comfortable around.

"I-I think I am.." he would have tried to smile a tiny bit but he couldn't manage, "D-do you need...help" he asked more rhetorically then anything, he moved a slight back away from the door, as some form of invitation. He didn't know what to do in this situation, he never really interacted with...people 

"P-please close the door..." he said, he was forcing his hands to stay down, they were instinctively going to cover his ears, he was beginning to shake again, "It...m-makes it a bit m-more quiet..." 

he had long switched away from using his hands to see, he had started flipping through each eye over and over, it took some attention away, but was in a way just another poison to his mind, it strained him mentally, though not as much as the screams...