[She can practically hear the way he grinds his teeth, everything in Klaus’ posture tense with equal measures of his desire to pounce and his self-imposed restraint. In the end it’s the latter that wins out, and while it may seem a small concession Cami knows Klaus too well to be fooled. When he decides a course of action is for the best, hardly anything will dissuade him. Be it daggering his siblings, murdering his parents, or plotting war to take over a city, very little could hope to manage to stand against the force of his will.
So she’s all the more relieved when somehow, her desire does.]
A sheet. That’s a good idea. [One Cami hasn’t thought of in her panic, but that now seems obvious. Before she goes to fetch it, however, she reaches out, wrapping her arms around Klaus in a tight hug. Perhaps it’s pushing too far, but Cami can’t stop herself. The one thing Klaus provides her in his own twisted way is a sense of safety; he won’t leave her alone up here, and for that, she’s grateful beyond words.]
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So she’s all the more relieved when somehow, her desire does.]
A sheet. That’s a good idea. [One Cami hasn’t thought of in her panic, but that now seems obvious. Before she goes to fetch it, however, she reaches out, wrapping her arms around Klaus in a tight hug. Perhaps it’s pushing too far, but Cami can’t stop herself. The one thing Klaus provides her in his own twisted way is a sense of safety; he won’t leave her alone up here, and for that, she’s grateful beyond words.]