When you met Klaus it was easy to get caught up in his energy, it took a little time for the more vulnerable part to show. Most people were broken in their way, others just hid it better. "Or being what they need, one or the other," Bill told him gently.
Superstition was a powerful thing. If you believed something strongly enough, that's what gave it power and Bill arched his eyebrows hearing Klaus say that his sobriety was what had got Ben here. "I think you're looking to assign your victory to someone else, because it's easier than thinking that you did this for you, because you're strong," Bill told him gently as he curled his fingers in the hair at the back of his neck.
"But I don't wanna rain on your parade, love," Bill shrugged as he took a sip of his tea.
"If you want to fly, there's better ways. Just let me know and I'll take you for a ride," and okay he wasn't talking about his dick but either worked.