Allison doesn’t fight him; when he tugs her towards him, she’s already moving to rest against him. She still doesn’t feel ready to get up just yet, so she’s thankful for that, but it also helps to have Klaus here. His presence is as comforting to her as it’s always been, and it feels almost as if some things hadn’t changed which helps to appease some of the turbulence in her head.

Since they’re so close, she taps her fingertips against his chest, right where his heart is, three times gently, slowly. As if each one carries a different word, to say what she wants to tell him right now, but can’t.

I love you.

It doesn’t feel like enough, not with everything he has done for her and continues to do for her even if he may not realize it. And he may not even get it, but she feels compelled to ‘say it’ in whatever way she can.