The idea that anyone would want to take his ability after hearing how horrific it could be just blows his mind. Whether they were young or not, Klaus can't fathom any of his siblings wanting to take on his ability. But, in a way, he'd wanted to take on Ben's power, and this is no different is it? If he could have given Ben something gentler, fitting to the sweet natured boy they all loved, well. He would.
"I would never ask you to do that. I don't care how fucked up it is." And it is fucked up. "I just... I mean you hear them now, you're seeing them, so you get it but Al, it just gets worse. And I want you to be prepared for it."
He grimaces at the way he sounds, though, because he is fussing over her in a way he usually doesn't. They never have to fuss quite like this, but they're never in situations like this, either. "I know you'll come to me, but sorry, I'm a nervous nellie and it's fucking weird. I mean the silence, it's— it's weird."
Every voice sounds distinct to him, every ghost a different feeling, and to not have that awareness still makes him feel a little off kilter now that he's thinking about it. The silence is a beautiful, beautiful thing, because he can actually focus.
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The idea that anyone would want to take his ability after hearing how horrific it could be just blows his mind. Whether they were young or not, Klaus can't fathom any of his siblings wanting to take on his ability. But, in a way, he'd wanted to take on Ben's power, and this is no different is it? If he could have given Ben something gentler, fitting to the sweet natured boy they all loved, well. He would.
"I would never ask you to do that. I don't care how fucked up it is." And it is fucked up. "I just... I mean you hear them now, you're seeing them, so you get it but Al, it just gets worse. And I want you to be prepared for it."
He grimaces at the way he sounds, though, because he is fussing over her in a way he usually doesn't. They never have to fuss quite like this, but they're never in situations like this, either. "I know you'll come to me, but sorry, I'm a nervous nellie and it's fucking weird. I mean the silence, it's— it's weird."
Every voice sounds distinct to him, every ghost a different feeling, and to not have that awareness still makes him feel a little off kilter now that he's thinking about it. The silence is a beautiful, beautiful thing, because he can actually focus.