Hargreeves
Klaus could only grin when Ben agreed with him, it didn't matter that Ben was humoring him, he agreed and that was all Klaus cared about. Well that and the warm press of Ben's hand against his arm. He was a simple man at times, particularly when it came to Ben. "Just like all the good looking men I meet." He agreed as well, "It's a blessing, and a curse." He teased with a small smirk, like it was true, and like he didn't love it.
But there were more interesting things to do now, a house that looked like it might cause them a little bit of trouble, but like it might just be worth it in the end too. Maybe it was the fearlessness of being young, or maybe it was Bill's tutelage that made Klaus feel a little bit more like they could handle something like this. Whatever it was he didn't really worry much as they both stepped through.
"Think that means we'll find a lot of sewing supplies?" Klaus wondered, teasing at Ben's description of the place. He was feeling good, light-hearted. Something about being young again had felt a little bit like a reset or something like that for him. He wasn't totally sure, but he felt lighter now than he had in a while.
Of course the further he wandered through the house the less good he felt, there was a heavy feeling in this place, it reminded him - troublingly - of the crypts his father used to lock him in to make him get over his fear of the dead - in the end it had only solidified his fear in his mind rather than helping him at all.