[ She read him all wrong - not that he really stopped to think or notice that. He wasn't taking Tim's death lightly - he was reaffirming trying to get past his shock and get an explanation.

That's why she'd wanted to kill Klaus, she'd fancied the boy. It was a romantic vendetta. And whilst he'd started out using her as a means to an end, that had ended rather quickly when he'd gotten to know her... But there's the sinking feeling in his gut that makes him wonder if that's what he is...

So his gaze falters, finds the floor in some attempt for solace. But then it's right back up to her as his temper and his loneliness mix. ]

So it's a romantic vendetta. [ What does that even make him. ] You've got it out for me brother because he offed the boy you fancied. [ It's no little thing, not at all. ] All that stuff you promised before then? You still care about him?

[ Of course the other shoe would drop, why was he expecting it not to. She was still hung up on some dead kid that Nik killed. He sets his jaw, chin tilting up a bit, indignantly or maybe just trying to keep it all together, instead of shouting, or crying, or... anything. ] If what everyone says is true, that the dead can show up here - and he did?