When Klaus wakes up a few hours later, he feels far more rested than he had that morning. His sleep was deep and peaceful, most likely thanks in part to what Obi-Wan had done for him. Or perhaps simply due to his presence alone.

Klaus's eyes flutter open and he turns to see Obi-Wan sitting in the chair next to the sofa, curled up with a book. It's such a comforting sight, one that makes something warm curl up and settle happily in Klaus's chest. He has never known such safety.

"How long was I out?" Klaus asks, rubbing his eyes as he pulls himself into a sitting position. The sun spilling in through the windows is bright and and high, so it can't be too late in the day. "I feel a lot better."