Obi-Wan's smooth voice sooths him a little, drags him out of the past and into the current moment, and Klaus takes a deep breath. Another deep breath, and he lifts his head to hook his chin over Obi-Wan's shoulder, holding him tight and focusing on the beat of his heart, breathing at the same pace as him until the panic begins to recede.

"I'm right here," he echoes, sliding his hand back and forth across Obi-Wan's chest and turning his head to nose behind his ear, inhaling the warm, clean scent of him. Obi-Wan makes him feel better, just like he always feels better, and Klaus finds himself tugging at Obi-Wan's shoulder, rolling him onto his back so he can slowly climb on top of him.

"You're right here," he breathes out quietly, reaching up to cup Obi-Wan's face in both hands and rest their foreheads together. "Thank God."