[ klaus can't help but smile at that, dimpling with his own private amusement. he's not in the habit of that either, though it remains to be seen if fitz has klaus' length and depth of experience with meddlesome witches. klaus takes the chair across from fitz and sits. it doesn't occur to him to be invited; he'll invite himself. ] Neither am I. And is it possible, [ he pauses, pointedly; he wants to see how the young man will react to reasonable doubt, and pressure ] for you? One man figuring out the secrets of an alternate dimension seems so unrealistic one might liken it to impetuous fantasy.