"Hated you?" Klaus spat, eyebrows raised. "If you think that, you clearly don't know my sister." Rebekah could claim hatred much as she wished it, but she was sentimental. She would always cling to those who held a part of her heart, be it lover or not and no matter how truly twisted they truly were. "But there is a fair point. Those girls were a terrible influence on her. Not that I'm sure you're much better, mind you." He fixed a pointed look on his childe as he took a seat.
The ancient vampire had to laugh at Jack's words about Katerina. "Harmless. That's perhaps the most entertaining thing I've heard in days. Enjoy that blissfully naive notion while you have the chance." He leaned forward after having a brief chuckle, once again all business. Dangerous, barely restrained business.
"But no. Such things won't help. I wish for my sister to return home, and I wish for you to cease encouraging her to seek your... companionship," he stressed the word. "She has already divulged information to you that would best be kept in the family. And I mean our immediate family."