There are a lot of things to think about, tons to process and try and understand, but for now he can just focus on this. He's here and in the arms of the man he loves. They're both going to go home together, and the rest can be dealt with later.

"Let's go home," he agrees, pulling back and giving Obi-Wan a brief kiss before letting go. He undresses entirely and stuffs his ruined clothing into the trash bin, keeping only his socks and boots. There is dried blood crusting all over his skin, and Obi-Wan's too, and he can't wait to get home and take a long soak in the tub.

For now, he pulls on his scrubs as Obi-Wan puts his robe into the bag to take home. He says it doesn't matter, and while Klaus knows that it doesn't in the grand scheme of things, he still wants to try and fix it.

It's only when Klaus pulls his boots back on that he notices the hospital bracelet around his wrist. He didn't even notice it being put on him, and it makes him think of all the times he'd woken up in hospitals before after overdoses or accidents. All those near-death experiences, and Klaus still never figured it out.

After signing a discharge paper, Klaus and Obi-Wan leave the hospital looking like the final girls at the end of a horror movie-- bloody and traumatized and holding hands, but very much alive.

"Fuck, I feel hungover," he says as they walk out into the hot sunshine, and he lifts his hand to shade his eyes. "Celestial comedown is a bitch."