The wound seems to heal as Klaus watches, and when he tries his best to focus all of his energy and attention on that one spot, he thinks it might even speed up a little. Obi-Wan's hand covers it before he can know for sure, drawing his attention away from the wound with his words.

Klaus's face jerks up to look at Obi-Wan, because he knows all too well what it feels like to have the one you love bleed out in your arms, and hear that last choking breath. He hates that Obi-Wan had to go through that again, that he had to feel any pain at all.

"I thought so, too," he admits, because his very last thought was about the horror of never seeing Obi-Wan again. "I'm sorry," he breathes out as he pulls Obi-Wan in for another hug, holding onto him more tightly now that he's a little less in shock. "Before you say it, I know it's not my fault. I'm just sorry."

Klaus holds on until he stops shaking so badly and then pulls back to cup Obi-Wan's face in one hand, thumb resting on his chin as he leans in for a brief peck on the lips. They're covered in blood, his blood, but Klaus doesn't care. He can't make himself not touch him. "But I'm here. I'm--"

He pauses, blinking in surprise before looking at Obi-Wan with wide eyes. "I'm never going anywhere."