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[poppycock]

[ he assumes she will, particularly since she immediately agrees to his request. he'd like to believe he's simply fortunate to avoid it, but he knows better. ] Oh, her in. By why not out, as well? No need tempting any meddling visitors.

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Mmmmm.

[She starts arranging the ingredients to begin, grabbing the chalk to draw the boundary lines along the door frames and similar areas.]

Did you two have a disagreement?

[Yep, now's the time for asking.]

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Yes. We disagreed over someone dying today. [ short and sweet, and true enough. technically it was a few someones, considering he assumes her next intended attempted murder would have been leo, if he had not resorted to teeth and she to ending herself.

klaus' eyes are hard; they stay on caroline, but in that hardness something softens; he is just as desperate and troubled despite his acted, easy countenance. ]

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[She can read enough in her brother's stance to note that Caroline was obviously the aggressor in that scenario, but she also held a long enough conversation with Caroline to know that she is not the same as when she left.]

Are you going to give her some of your blood when she wakes?

[poppycock]

[ he said he wouldn't. to caroline, he said he would stand back and let his poison eat her alive, should she not reconsider terms. the question causes him to blink, his lips to part; he won't lie to his sister. for one, she knows him better than that. for another, he knows what she wants him to say. (he knows what he wants to say.)

that he will.

and he will, but he also does not plan to do so with haste. ] I won't let her die. [ he looks over to freya then. that much, he can assure her. ]

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[She watches him for a moment, before nodding and stepping out of the room in order to begin the barrier spell. She has a feeling being stuck in the room with a hallucinating Caroline is probably not the way to go here.]

I don't think this is the way, Klaus. You can't dictate how she grieves.

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[ he doesn't want to dictate how she grieves, but he knows that he is.​​​​ whether it is justified or not is another matter; he will not claim absolute confidence in his actions. for those, right or wrong, he is not proud. he knows what he's done: fighting her violence with violence. betraying her trust.

klaus' jaw works at his unspoken feeling. he replies with the only certainty he knows, not only for caroline but for all their security and safety. ] Because letting her kill innocent people and attempting to murder her friend will improve upon the situation.

​​​​[ ​​​​he turns from freya, grabs an armchair and spins it around to face the bed. he sits, looks at caroline's placid expression, peaceful if not for the breath taken from her lungs.

his voice softens. he doesn't know if he is right or if this will help at all. what he only knows is: ] She wouldn't forgive herself. I doubt she would now.

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[That, at least, she can understand. She finishes the exterior of the barrier, before stepping outside and preparing to leave her brother alone with Caroline.]

Can I get you anything before I seal this?