[ he glances at damon — he can sense just how lost in his distress the other man is and wonders if he has the wherewithal to make it to he and elena's rooms with an object sans incident — or if he's capable of it at all. freya knows what she needs; she's communicated quite clearly, so for that split moment klaus considers if caroline has left behind something of her best friend's in the next room. (she hasn't exactly visited.)
he can't recall. that concern is short-lived; even if he does not trust damon will do his part, klaus knows his own. he has his priority, and if he can know if caroline is present or gone quicker, all the better, perhaps for them both. he is gone in a flash and returns just as quickly, a soft shirt of caroline's hanging from his grasp. he walks forward to hand it to freya, a bit of desperation in his rounded eyes. ]
i'm a word that no one ever wants to say
he can't recall. that concern is short-lived; even if he does not trust damon will do his part, klaus knows his own. he has his priority, and if he can know if caroline is present or gone quicker, all the better, perhaps for them both. he is gone in a flash and returns just as quickly, a soft shirt of caroline's hanging from his grasp. he walks forward to hand it to freya, a bit of desperation in his rounded eyes. ]