"You bet your ass they will," he laughs a little. If only because when Hazel and Chacha find them again, Klaus has a funny feeling it will be at the end of the world. Or the apocalypse. They might as well be one in the same, right? If they can't save Vanya, if they can't stop what she does, then there's little else to worry about.
But they will, somehow. Klaus knows for certain that he will do everything in his power to find a way to help, to make sure that Vanya isn't wrong again like she has been for so many years. It's what Allison would want, too.
"Sleep? Who needs that!" Klaus sighs softly, looking over at Allison again, glancing between her and the vitals monitor. Stable, but unconscious. "You're the one who should sleep Mr. Vigilante," he huffs, nudging the man's knee again with his own. But Diego's right, isn't he? Klaus can feel how heavy his body is, he'd seen the dark circles under his eyes in the mirror. Hell, he could have fallen asleep under the hot spray of the shower, standing up no less.
"An hour," he says finally, though it sounds like he's all but chewing it, practically pulling the admission out of himself by force. "Just wake me up in an hour. I can get by on next to nothing, but I swear I will shave that pretty head bald in your sleep if you let me go any longer, mister."
He stands from his spot and looks over Allison, reaching up to carefully tuck her hair away from her face. Gorgeous, even near death, the bitch. He'll have to fuss at her for that later. "You sure?" He says, glancing over at Diego next, really taking in the look of him now that he's not sitting shoulder to shoulder.
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But they will, somehow. Klaus knows for certain that he will do everything in his power to find a way to help, to make sure that Vanya isn't wrong again like she has been for so many years. It's what Allison would want, too.
"Sleep? Who needs that!" Klaus sighs softly, looking over at Allison again, glancing between her and the vitals monitor. Stable, but unconscious. "You're the one who should sleep Mr. Vigilante," he huffs, nudging the man's knee again with his own. But Diego's right, isn't he? Klaus can feel how heavy his body is, he'd seen the dark circles under his eyes in the mirror. Hell, he could have fallen asleep under the hot spray of the shower, standing up no less.
"An hour," he says finally, though it sounds like he's all but chewing it, practically pulling the admission out of himself by force. "Just wake me up in an hour. I can get by on next to nothing, but I swear I will shave that pretty head bald in your sleep if you let me go any longer, mister."
He stands from his spot and looks over Allison, reaching up to carefully tuck her hair away from her face. Gorgeous, even near death, the bitch. He'll have to fuss at her for that later. "You sure?" He says, glancing over at Diego next, really taking in the look of him now that he's not sitting shoulder to shoulder.