[ klaus mikaelson is how we get here. said reason for how we get here takes a moment to consider and wonder her words and if there truly is willing interest in them. a small smile touches his lips; he also considers there's no way else to know but see. he downs the rest of his drink and straightens to face her fully. ] In that case. [ there he pauses and nods pointedly at the door with just the smallest measure of challenge. ] Shall we?
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