<sub>[ Klaus would consider his sudden arrival here.. quite the upgrade from the jail cell in Dallas in 1963. Though, he's not particularly chaffed to be somewhere else completely; just moreso concerned about the whereabouts and well-being of his family. He is noticing that he does, in fact, end up at the wrong place at the wrong time quite often. Here, though.. this was different, but he has grown accustomed to not really knowing where he was at. Those instances hadn't occurred too recently ever since he sobered up.

This time, Klaus has another bed next to him containing another person. While he respects their privacy, he cannot resist reaching out to befriend them. After all, they could be beneficial and (hopefully) friendly! Whoever is in the second bed will feel a presence as Klaus leans in close and in a sing-song voice, attempts to wake the other passenger gently: ]</sub>

Hiiii, hi. Rise and shine.

_{[ Klaus veers back, perched at the foot and edge of the other bed. ]}

So.. so. I'm not the best at cooking, or anything, but this— this is.. um.. bacon, kind of.. I think..

_{[ He's brought your character breakfast in bed. What is on the plate? It's hard to know, but he's not the best chef anyway. Looks like some dried meat and fruit that he found. ]}

_{[ One thing he had never taken well to was being told or forced to do something against his will. He was hoping just to rely on someone else with all of this.. fix your regret kind of stuff, but it seems like this won't be the case. Once the explanation is finished and Klaus looks down at how well equipped he is, his whole body slacks and he blows a raspberry with his mouth and turns to his counterpart. ]}

Do we have to? I mean, can't we just.. I don't know..

_{[ um he's opening one of those unsatisfying snack bars and digging right in already. ]}

This looks spooky. Trust me, I know spooky. All the spooky things.