The comment comes out unchecked, but well, it’s not a lie. Patrick would think she’s just messing around by saying something like this, but Klaus knows how lethal she can be so if he shows any concern over it she’s ready to assure him she’s kidding. Kind of.
When he pulls up the covers, she tucks him in as if to help him get more comfortable before kissing his temple.
“I’ll just be a few minutes. Try to take a nap if you can, I’ll be right back.”
She brushes his hair back one more time before she adjusts her cardigan and walks towards the door. Although she’s not wearing heels, there’s a sharpness to her footsteps that’s impossible to miss as she heads out to look for the doctor in charge. By the time she’s done with the conversation, she has arranged for transport and to get Klaus discharged to a private physician that will be with them at the hotel. Her promise to bring him back if he gets worse is honest, because she’s not foolish enough to think she’ll be able to handle everything, but she has hope that they can at least get him stable and comfortable enough off site. Not here, and definitely not in restrains.
By the time she’s ready to get back in the room, a courier drops off a bag of clothes for Klaus thanks to her assistant, and that’s her sign. They’re good to go. Holding the bag close, she walks back towards her brother’s bedside, looking considerably calmer. She just hopes Klaus didn’t do anything to land himself a longer stay here, one that would be harder for her to undo.
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The comment comes out unchecked, but well, it’s not a lie. Patrick would think she’s just messing around by saying something like this, but Klaus knows how lethal she can be so if he shows any concern over it she’s ready to assure him she’s kidding. Kind of.
When he pulls up the covers, she tucks him in as if to help him get more comfortable before kissing his temple.
“I’ll just be a few minutes. Try to take a nap if you can, I’ll be right back.”
She brushes his hair back one more time before she adjusts her cardigan and walks towards the door. Although she’s not wearing heels, there’s a sharpness to her footsteps that’s impossible to miss as she heads out to look for the doctor in charge. By the time she’s done with the conversation, she has arranged for transport and to get Klaus discharged to a private physician that will be with them at the hotel. Her promise to bring him back if he gets worse is honest, because she’s not foolish enough to think she’ll be able to handle everything, but she has hope that they can at least get him stable and comfortable enough off site. Not here, and definitely not in restrains.
By the time she’s ready to get back in the room, a courier drops off a bag of clothes for Klaus thanks to her assistant, and that’s her sign. They’re good to go. Holding the bag close, she walks back towards her brother’s bedside, looking considerably calmer. She just hopes Klaus didn’t do anything to land himself a longer stay here, one that would be harder for her to undo.