"I have no idea," Klaus wished he knew to be perfectly frank, it seemed impossible that there could be a place without ghosts in it. For so long he felt like he just called ghosts to him whether they were from a place or not, he was always surrounded by them - but here ... there hadn't been even a single peep. It left him feeling more than a little useless, like a part of him was missing. But with Ben there he felt a bit more like he was maybe not whole but on his way back to something like that.
"Yeah maybe we could try that," Klaus agreed, the reality of it was probably going to be a little bit more complicated than simply just enjoying it, but they could give it a try. Five would likely swoop in soon and dash all their hopes of normalcy with his theories about what was happening and why, and call it being realistic. "Been a while since you've gotten the chance for that, seems only fair that we try." Because Klaus knew what he put Ben through, all the years that he'd lived with him as his constant companion, making Ben watch him make bad choice after bad choice, overdosing and checking himself into rehab, and then repeating it all over again. Ben had seen it all, his lowest points - so if he had a chance to do things his own way? He should have that, right?