“Men?” Yes, that was the first thing that Klaus picked up on. The plural. “Me and who else?” Klaus had heard of Landon, had even seen him dancing with his daughter, and had approved. But it was a long way from some childish dance to ‘love’. And he didn’t know if he did approve of that.
“This man is not her father. I don’t mind if they have a relationship, but I am her only father. The only man who died for her. He was adamant about that. He really didn’t care if Hope and Jesse were close, as long as he didn’t try to overstep his bounds.
“To be honest, I would prefer that we all live together. Even your Jesse. But it’s not reasonable right now.”