"He didn't seem to wanna come." He shrugs a little. "I think... Five's, you know, a pretty solitary kinda guy, but... he knows I'm not like that. That...I dunno, that I need people? And he's probably pretty okay with letting someone else deal with me for awhile sometimes." Could he make that same statement without the self-deprecation tucked into a false sense of humor? Probably. But Klaus doesn't really know how to talk about himself any other way. He's been treated like a failure and a nuisance his entire life, why start treating himself any other way?

"Yeah..." he mumbles through a scoff, "fine." he shakes his head. He's not sure any of them know what fine actually looks like anymore. Klaus isn't sure he ever has used that word and meant it. He's not sure it even has a meaning anymore.