[ so he does know. whatever possibility for the alternative is erased; klaus didn't doubt it. elena is as much a presence in both of their lives, rooted in both of their wonderland memories, in the shadows of their alternate hearts. it'd be just like her to reach out. (if klaus feels any minute unease or jealousy for their closeness, he doesn't show it. friends though they were, there is an immutable rift between he and elena that and she and lucifer do not share.)

klaus' jaw works. the truth is they don't know and there's few, insofar knowable ways of knowing. ] Knowing my sister, she has a purpose. Perhaps a few back-up plans as well. [ he pauses, takes a drink, licks his lips. ] It's safe to say either way we should be preparing ourselves for the inevitable. [ for war.

it is impossible to plan and calculate without all variables. he remembers the devastating crunch of lucifer's bones between his jaws, the rush of his blood. he doesn't want to remember that again, but he also wants to know why. he needs to, because there's something lucifer's not told him. ] How could I hurt you?