"Extremely confident, I'd say." Sirius was turning out to be quite amusing too. Too many people took themselves seriously here, fancying themselves important or in charge, when obviously no one was in charge and nothing they said or did had any importance. "I don't know. I find that touching, biting, licking, kissing, even killing on occasion are a lot more interesting options than looking."
Klaus shook his head. "They are vampires or witches. My biological father was a werewolf. My step-father was a murderous bastard, but not a werewolf. My siblings have the misfortune of having him as a father. My daughter's mother is both. She was a werewolf, who was killed while pregnant and Hope turned her. Hope, that's my daughter. She'll become a vampire and a werewolf when she dies."
He shrugged. "So one doesn't wake up. There's plenty of more people here and the blood bags. If you're wondering whether I'm be overwhelmed by sense of guilt, then rest assure that I'll be fine, and since I can't be killed even when not in this hotel, I'm not really worried about the others. A little war with everyone might just spice things up. Not that I think many people would care." He could also change everyone's mind, but that was best not mentioned.