If Allison looks a little smug upon the return to the room, carrying a pair of spare scrubs under her arm and a bag, it's because she is. Between her power, and the money that she now has available to her, there isn't a single string that isn't pulled in order to get Klaus out of here as soon as possible. It helps that her assistant had pulled through and will have a private doctor that will be waiting for them at the suite when they arrive to the hotel, and he'll be able to help Klaus through the worst of his withdrawals before they make it back home to California.
Or, well, she hopes that Klaus will agree to go with her to California after that is done. A small part of her fears that he won't even stay in the hotel for longer than a day, that she'll wake up and find him gone, but she's trying to ignore that as much as possible. She has to hope that he wants to get better. She has to hope that this is going to work, otherwise she doesn't know if she can handle the alternative.
As Klaus speaks, Allison is ready to interrupt him but he's rambling before she can get a word in. She sets the bag and scrubs down at the foot of his bed, before she walks over to him and frames his face gently in her hands like how she would do whenever he would have a particularly bad nightmare. As if to help him focus on her, and she kisses his forehead.
"Hey, it's okay," she assures him, her voice quiet as if to counter whatever voices are raging through his head. "We're leaving. There's a car waiting for us downstairs, and a hotel room to get to. You still want that tub?" She smiles at him before she stands, and offers a hand to help him out of bed. "I got you a pair of scrubs, if you don't want your clothes. There'll be clothes for you at the hotel, my assistant just couldn't get them here fast enough. The priority was the hotel and someone to help out at the hotel, and that's done, so...we're good to go if you're ready."
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Or, well, she hopes that Klaus will agree to go with her to California after that is done. A small part of her fears that he won't even stay in the hotel for longer than a day, that she'll wake up and find him gone, but she's trying to ignore that as much as possible. She has to hope that he wants to get better. She has to hope that this is going to work, otherwise she doesn't know if she can handle the alternative.
As Klaus speaks, Allison is ready to interrupt him but he's rambling before she can get a word in. She sets the bag and scrubs down at the foot of his bed, before she walks over to him and frames his face gently in her hands like how she would do whenever he would have a particularly bad nightmare. As if to help him focus on her, and she kisses his forehead.
"Hey, it's okay," she assures him, her voice quiet as if to counter whatever voices are raging through his head. "We're leaving. There's a car waiting for us downstairs, and a hotel room to get to. You still want that tub?" She smiles at him before she stands, and offers a hand to help him out of bed. "I got you a pair of scrubs, if you don't want your clothes. There'll be clothes for you at the hotel, my assistant just couldn't get them here fast enough. The priority was the hotel and someone to help out at the hotel, and that's done, so...we're good to go if you're ready."