Tonight's update;
The main flock seems to be adjusting to Tribble, he's no longer cowering behind a hay bale in the second attached stall, now he's cowering behind a nest bucket in the main stall, so he's in the same stall with them now, a tiny improvement, but one nonetheless.
I gave him a handful of cracked corn again, and picked him up, a little less flappy tonight, I rested him on my knee, as I knelt next to the nest bucket, petting him, reassuring him, and glaring daggers at the flock of bullies perched on their favorite hay bale

they ignored Tribble.
Tribble made his adorable chattery chirps as I pet him, sounding much like his namesake, and after a few minutes, hopped off my knee, and into the nest bucket, he then immediately turned and tried to force his tiny body into the crevice made by my elbow and knee, unable to do so, he appeared to actually cuddle into me, contentedly trilling and chirping, I wasn't sure if this was actual cuddling behavior, so I shifted position and he moved to match position as well, looks like it may actually be cuddling behavior, fascinating...
This is only after being here three days, and he already seems to be warming to me...
It's funny, for a few minutes I almost considered making him an inside pet, the first time I've ever considered a chicken as an actual pet, there's just something about this tiny adorable helpless ball of fluff that makes me, a cynical, grizzled technically minded guy with an almost Vulcan level of emotional suppression (and a Klingon-esque temper

) want to protect and defend it from any and all dangers.
i think I understand why Silkies are so popular now...
I actually hope he is a roo, and gets along with the hens, I really want to have him pass his genetics down, wonder what a Silkie/Cochin cross that has mostly Silkie feathering and my other hens would produce for offspring
S/C and Easter Egger
S/C and Buff Orpington
S/C and Partridge Plymouth Rock...