[ he will freely give her those details: save the ones she need not know and suffer, that is. there is no reason to trouble her with what will only pain and torment her. (with what will only pain and torment him; whether freya knows the truth of the future or not, it will not change the inevitability of it. it's a burden she need not carry. a burden that would only distract her.) thoughts of such deceptions are cast aside as she continues to speak, his eyes staying at hers with a sudden interest and alertness.
whoever she may have said, he was not prepared for the shock of camille's name. for a moment he believes he misheard, his eyes rounded and his breath taken, but freya speaks and he knows through the haze of his stunned and ringing senses that he has not. he is still, utterly still, and only towards the end off freya's explanation does his hand tighten involuntarily around hers.
camille is alive. she is here. she has been trapped, here, and for quite some time. it takes effort, gargantuan, to calm the stricken awe coursing through him, to temper his reaction. he forces himself to breathe, to look away. (freya does not know about camille. she need not.)
klaus licks his lips, looks back to his sister and attempts composure, his eyes perhaps too bright to be entirely convincing. ] Where is she?
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whoever she may have said, he was not prepared for the shock of camille's name. for a moment he believes he misheard, his eyes rounded and his breath taken, but freya speaks and he knows through the haze of his stunned and ringing senses that he has not. he is still, utterly still, and only towards the end off freya's explanation does his hand tighten involuntarily around hers.
camille is alive. she is here. she has been trapped, here, and for quite some time. it takes effort, gargantuan, to calm the stricken awe coursing through him, to temper his reaction. he forces himself to breathe, to look away. (freya does not know about camille. she need not.)
klaus licks his lips, looks back to his sister and attempts composure, his eyes perhaps too bright to be entirely convincing. ] Where is she?