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[imprudency]

"No wonder he likes her," Klaus muses, looking a little impressed. He hadn't had to fight Lila hand to hand, but he had seen the damage she could do replicating their abilities. It's for the better that she hadn't gotten her dirty little paws on his gift.

Once Five is settled in the bed he moves immediately for the bathroom, grabbing the hand towel and wetting it with cold water. When he returns, he folds it and carefully presses it over Five's forehead.

"I'll have to take a trip to fill the ice bucket in a bit but pretty sure first aid 101 says to avoid caffeine in cases of extreme concussions but shit, what do I know, I'm just the family drunk." He grins toothily, but makes a point to keep his voice low, his tone belying the concern behind his eyes.

"It's a wonder it didn't crack your skull but with a head as hard as yours, well," he waves a hand and moves then to the little coffee maker in the room. It's not much, but one he has the pot filled, he sets it to brewing. No, this isn't what his brother needs, but maybe the smell of it alone will be an excellent placebo.

"Lucky for you I've had all kinds of head injuries in my time, so I'm a fucking expert."

[littlepsycho]

"She's a lunatic," he says darkly, closing his eyes again as Klaus disappears into the bathroom. They should all probably be thankful that she wasn't a psychopath like her mother, though he's sure that being raised by that monster had left more than enough damage behind.

There was a chance she'd come after them. Or, at the very least, she'd come after him. He had killed her parents, after all, and even if he hadn't orchestrated the kill he'd still been the trigger man. She hadn't seen first hand how ruthless the Handler could be, mowing them all down or know that she'd killed Lila herself when she no longer fit in her design.

He opens his eyes as Klaus puts the cold compress on his head. Confusion clouds his gaze for a moment as he looks back at his brother. Tenderness is something that he's gone without for a long time. His first instinct is to distrust it, but Klaus simply pratters on and turns on the coffee machine. There's no request for something in return.

"That explains a lot," Five says, but it's lacking his usual sharpness. He watches Klaus for a moment longer. "Are you okay?"

There's something off. More off than usual. He sounds the same, but behind the concern, Five thinks there's a sadness that hadn't been there before. Or he simply hadn't had the time to notice.