Klaus doesn't care if it's a mask, Negan being himself is a comfort that he can't explain right now. Either the other man has caught on through these last few weeks how tactile he is, or Negan needs touch just as much as Klaus does; either way, he's glad for it all the same.

He leans into Negan's side when that arm slides over his shoulders, tilting his head over onto the other man's shoulder. "Sorry," he mutters softly, "I just- I don't know. I feel like I have...spiders in my head. I don't know how to ignore it, besides talking."