Obi-Wan seems the need to confirm that he's actually alive, and that's okay, really, because Klaus might need it, too. He can breathe again, somehow, even though it aches. He can feel his heart pounding, and the heat against his skin.
"I don't--" Before he can finish his non-answer, Obi-Wan grabs at him and pulls him close, wrapping him in a ferocious hug. It hurts, and Klaus is sure that he can feel muscle and bone grinding together, but he's alive, so he just lets out a squeak and clutches Obi-Wan back as tightly as he can.
Aftera few moments, he pulls back enough to look down, peeling open his shirt to get a look at the wound beneath. It's red and raw but the bleeding has stopped and it's a little pink around the edges, smooth with brand new skin. He's healing, somehow, and he looks up at Obi-Wan and lets out a laugh that borders on manic.
"The old man always did say that I never lived up to my potential," he gets out, and his laugh turns into a sob as he grabs at Obi-Wan again, ignoring the commotion that's kicking up around them.
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"I don't--" Before he can finish his non-answer, Obi-Wan grabs at him and pulls him close, wrapping him in a ferocious hug. It hurts, and Klaus is sure that he can feel muscle and bone grinding together, but he's alive, so he just lets out a squeak and clutches Obi-Wan back as tightly as he can.
Aftera few moments, he pulls back enough to look down, peeling open his shirt to get a look at the wound beneath. It's red and raw but the bleeding has stopped and it's a little pink around the edges, smooth with brand new skin. He's healing, somehow, and he looks up at Obi-Wan and lets out a laugh that borders on manic.
"The old man always did say that I never lived up to my potential," he gets out, and his laugh turns into a sob as he grabs at Obi-Wan again, ignoring the commotion that's kicking up around them.