[ any other day, the overly familiar and mocking use of his nickname might drudge from klaus feelings of agitation, resentment, annoyance, and perhaps in the right context, violence.
today, however, klaus' only response is the tightening of his smile and, oh right, how he pushes past lucifer into satan's own apartment uninvited. then he stops, pauses, looks around: searching for his sister, even a small sign or sense of her. nothing, at first blush.
and brow lifts at just how easy it was. ] Ah, well, [ he turns to lucifer, the smile back in place ] I guess you aren't human.
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today, however, klaus' only response is the tightening of his smile and, oh right, how he pushes past lucifer into satan's own apartment uninvited. then he stops, pauses, looks around: searching for his sister, even a small sign or sense of her. nothing, at first blush.
and brow lifts at just how easy it was. ] Ah, well, [ he turns to lucifer, the smile back in place ] I guess you aren't human.