The words bring a smile to Klaus's face along with a flush of warmth, cheeks going pink as he hides his face against Obi-Wan's beard. This is all so big and so important and sometimes Klaus is cripplingly scared that he's going to lose it all, but mostly he's just grateful to have it.

"You're not so bad yourself," Klaus murmurs, pressing a kiss just below Obi-Wan's earlobe, and then one to his neck as he listens. The topic of seems important enough to merit Klaus's full attention, so he pulls back to look at Obi-Wan's face, brows furrowed thoughtfully.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi's School for the Gifted," he jokes, even though Obi-Wan won't understand the reference. The more he thinks about it, the more the idea appeals to him. Klaus smiles fondly and cups Obi-Wan's cheek, stroking the curve of it with his thumb. "I went to a school kind of like that. And I think that if there is anyone who could actually do it right, it would be you."