Klaus Hargreeves (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} quietthedead) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} snapthread, |
"Please," Klaus said shaking his head when she accused him of having a name similar to Father Christmas, a look of offense plain on his face, "That is Claus, I have much better fashion sense than him." No matter what he had on it was miles ahead of the red suit. "No I am, Klaus." He said pronouncing it correctly for her.
He laughed shaking his head, "Oh, no, no, no, no. That is one thing I could never be accused of being." Klaus was quick to correct her, "I am a man of inaction as often as possible." He promised. He could of course act when he must, but he often did his best to make sure he was never in a position where he had to act. The world was complicated of course, but here and now they didn't have to do much.
"Oh I do love a game, yes perfect." He agreed nodding when she made her suggestion, "I'll go first." He paused to take the first sip of his coffee, it was no cigarette but it was enough for now.
"What is your biggest fear?" He asked, bringing one foot up to set on the chair so when he leaned forward he was a little more hunched, interest plain on his face.