Klaus liked Ben best really, he got it the way the others didn't - they could all do fun things, things that were kinda cool. If Klaus could do what Allison did he'd tell their dad to never make them do lessons again, or at least to never lock him in with the ghosts again, but Allison never did that for him and he certainly couldn't. So yeah Ben was the best, Klaus was certain of that, more than he was about anything at all in this place.
"Yeah," He nodded, taking Ben's hand as he pushed down out of the bed too, his robe a little tangled up around his legs after his flopping around in bed, but he got himself sorted out after some tugging and twisting and he kept Ben's hand in his when they opened the door. And though he'd known they were alone in the house he still peered out into the hallway a bit just to double check before he was pulling Ben along with him.
"Down here," He urged, "They're gonna be here." He felt almost certain there were going to be pop-tarts, or at least things that they were really gonna like and as long as he had Ben there with him they were gonna have a great time figuring it out.