Once upon a time, Klaus using that kind of analogy might have surprised him or made him look at him in confusion, as if he wasn’t sure if he should focus on the way he explained the situation - and the ease of doing so - or actually trying to decipher the message.
But, Klaus is family. Patrick may not have the same bond that Klaus and Allison have, where sometimes they seem to know what the other is thinking without even looking at each other, but he’s comfortable saying that he knows his brother-in-law pretty damn well. And, the proof of how well he knows him is in the way that he not only isn’t surprised by the example, but he understands it. He may not agree to it, but he understands it. Patrick never had to deal with the manipulation that Reginald Hargreeves used on his children, nor did he have to deal with the lives they had to live. The press tours, the way he boasted about the Umbrella Academy, how he’d even berate them in front of reporters whenever they’d fail. Sometimes it’s easy to forget about that part of their lives, considering how far removed they are from it now, but...he’s now seeing how quickly it is for them to also get sucked back in.
As Klaus circles the island, he strolls over and intercepts him before he can continue, hands resting against his shoulders so that he can look at him directly.
“Then, just be careful. Both of you.” This isn’t Patrick asking Klaus to look after his wife. It’s him asking him to also take care of himself, the concern for him as well visible in his eyes. “I don’t know if you’ve been able to notice the last few years, but I’m pretty fond of you. So get in and get out, before your niece and I go out there to bring you back.”
He says it with a smile, but he’s serious. He wishes he could do more, he wishes he could ask his parents to come out to watch over Claire so he could go with them to New York, but...
“Also, for the record. You’re being very brave, even if you feel terrified, considering what you’re doing and walking back into the lion’s den. I hope the rest of your siblings can appreciate what a badass you’ve turned out to be.” He gives his shoulder a small squeeze. “You’re not that eighteen year old kid anymore. You’ve turned your life around, and they better be proud of you, how Allison and I are proud of you. And if they aren’t...then I guess it’s a good thing you’re coming right back, because you belong here, anyway.”
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But, Klaus is family. Patrick may not have the same bond that Klaus and Allison have, where sometimes they seem to know what the other is thinking without even looking at each other, but he’s comfortable saying that he knows his brother-in-law pretty damn well. And, the proof of how well he knows him is in the way that he not only isn’t surprised by the example, but he understands it. He may not agree to it, but he understands it. Patrick never had to deal with the manipulation that Reginald Hargreeves used on his children, nor did he have to deal with the lives they had to live. The press tours, the way he boasted about the Umbrella Academy, how he’d even berate them in front of reporters whenever they’d fail. Sometimes it’s easy to forget about that part of their lives, considering how far removed they are from it now, but...he’s now seeing how quickly it is for them to also get sucked back in.
As Klaus circles the island, he strolls over and intercepts him before he can continue, hands resting against his shoulders so that he can look at him directly.
“Then, just be careful. Both of you.” This isn’t Patrick asking Klaus to look after his wife. It’s him asking him to also take care of himself, the concern for him as well visible in his eyes. “I don’t know if you’ve been able to notice the last few years, but I’m pretty fond of you. So get in and get out, before your niece and I go out there to bring you back.”
He says it with a smile, but he’s serious. He wishes he could do more, he wishes he could ask his parents to come out to watch over Claire so he could go with them to New York, but...
“Also, for the record. You’re being very brave, even if you feel terrified, considering what you’re doing and walking back into the lion’s den. I hope the rest of your siblings can appreciate what a badass you’ve turned out to be.” He gives his shoulder a small squeeze. “You’re not that eighteen year old kid anymore. You’ve turned your life around, and they better be proud of you, how Allison and I are proud of you. And if they aren’t...then I guess it’s a good thing you’re coming right back, because you belong here, anyway.”