The change was instant. Once he released her from the powerful kiss, the light in her eyes, the increased size of her pupils, was dramatic. It was like she was high, but from a much safer substance perhaps than the drugs or pills she’d been hyped up on before. The only danger lay in the dealer himself and Klaus, being an evil bastard through and through, was going to make sure she paid for it in many creative ways. She had uses that went far beyond just her sexually attractive form and face. He was thinking of sending her in as a sort of spy in his favor, perhaps to be friends with Caroline and Elena, gathering intel about the two teenagers that he simply could not thanks to previous run-ins. Perhaps even use her against the man witch to figure out what he needed and where he was on his little trek to get them all back home safe and sound. There were multiple possibilities and Klaus was more than willing to exhaust every one of them to get what he wanted. The only problem lay in his rash, stubborn sister, Rebekah, but he knew, with the right words, the right persuasion, he might just be able to win her over to his side. She did want to go home after all, correct? The cure was her weakness; her desire to be human, her weakness and he’d use it against her to make sure she didn’t do anything dumb...like kill Elena Gilbert or Caroline Forbes.
“Good girl, darling”, he purred and leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “See? I told you. You can trust me. I wouldn’t hurt you. Ever...” he trailed off, stepping back and cupping her face in his hands, gently urging her to look at him. “Now, how about you do something for me. Are you ready darling? Listening ears on and all?”