Klaus currently already feels as if the world is spinning around him, so when the bench that he's sitting on suddenly starts to quake, he lifts his head in alarm and then flinches slightly when he sees Luther. He wanted to keep any of his family from seeing him like this, but it seems like he's destined to fail at that, too.

The question makes him let out a bitter sort of laugh, and he wipes at his eyes with his palms before settling them back onto the helmet. "Nothing's after me, if that's what you're asking."

He can't help but to remember Luther's spiral after discovering the truth about the moon. I want to be like you, he'd said, and Klaus had felt such a stab a panic at that, because none of his siblings deserve this.

"You still want to be like me, huh?" He lets out a bitter snort and looks up at Luther, vision blurring due to drunkenness and tears, and he shrugs helplessly. "Look at me, so carefree."