Obi-Wan looks at the robe with a frown, then begins to pull off his shirt so he can change. "That's the least of my concerns, Klaus," he answers. "Clothing can be replaced."

If the blood comes out, wonderful. But if it doesn't, he also won't care, because what matters is that Klaus is here. Alive. The realization hits Obi-Wan all over again and he pauses in the midst of pulling down the scrubs shirt, shocked by the blow he feels even now.

Straightening the shirt into place, he crosses to where Klaus is standing at the sink and wraps his arms around him from behind. With his eyes closed, Obi-Wan presses his cheek to Klaus's shoulder, holding him, feeling his warmth, listening to his breath.