He shrugs, and nods, an odd amalgam of motion for the sake of answering even if he can't quite make his mouth work at the right second. "Yeah," he croaks out. "I'll just- I'll go with you." Wherever that may be, Klaus didn't really care. He definitely didn't want to be alone right now. That much he was sure of.

He waits for Raylan's lead, and follows behind him in whatever direction he might set off in. Usually the first to speak into a silence, Klaus is quiet, maybe more so than anyone around has ever heard him be. Something feels off, wrong in his head somehow, but he thinks maybe that's just because dying fucks you up. He keeps his arms wrapped protectively around himself, trying to blank out the thoughts in his mind.