She pauses as he turns to look at her, her eyes tracing his expression for a moment before she gathers up that same resolve he's apparently so used to, lifting her chin as she speaks one single word.
"Good."
It isn't good, because that means he'll probably try to prove it to her. Klaus seems like that kind of person that always follows through with his promises...or his threats, whatever the case may be. She's pretty sure it's the former, though, if the look on his face is anything to go by. She's not sure how to deal with that thought at all.
But she wants to have the last word, so she doesn't linger further, nor does she want to give him time to say anything more as she's walking out the door. So she doesn't walk; instead, she's a blur of movement, disappearing within the breath of a second.
...The books that he collected and set in a pile, though? Those are gone. Maybe she'll read them, after all.
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"Good."
It isn't good, because that means he'll probably try to prove it to her. Klaus seems like that kind of person that always follows through with his promises...or his threats, whatever the case may be. She's pretty sure it's the former, though, if the look on his face is anything to go by. She's not sure how to deal with that thought at all.
But she wants to have the last word, so she doesn't linger further, nor does she want to give him time to say anything more as she's walking out the door. So she doesn't walk; instead, she's a blur of movement, disappearing within the breath of a second.
...The books that he collected and set in a pile, though? Those are gone. Maybe she'll read them, after all.