[ she wanted to touch him too, wanted that tactile connection and comfort. that it's here, around others, doesn't matter to her. she tilts her cheek into his touch, catches his forearm in a gentle, reassuring hold. for a moment she was waiting to see a change or none at all, seeing the emotions battle in his expression.
and what he says... ] I'm a part of it. Half of what my life's been... all the damage, wouldn't exist if I didn't. [ if doppelgängers didn't. maybe it would be worse - if klaus had always been a hybrid, always had that power. still, her existence hasn't exactly been a blessing to the people in her life. ]