We were all born with these different powers and... I dunno, Dad decided that meant we were destined to save the world. But I guess he figured, why not make some money out of the deal at the same time, huh? [He snorts derisively at the thought. Was that exactly Reginald's line of thought? Probably not, but goddamn if Klaus would ever presume to understand how that man thought about anything.]

I guess you know a lot of weird people, given your line of work. [Considering the card on the board in town hall. He nods a bit, and his tone takes a harsh twist into something sharply sarcastic.] Oh, yeah. It was real fun when Dad decided to start locking me in mausoleums in grade school, too.