"Allison," Klaus replied. "Hargreeves." A surname would probably be helpful. Decided on everything but the coffee, he listed off a list of options for her. "There's your typical breakfast blend and dark roast, but also hazelnut or French vanilla or blueberry, which is surprisingly delicious. Or my personal favorite, mocha."
Since she'd asked, he elaborated on Vietnam. "The war. For ten months I was a soldier, thrown into the chaos of war but it wasn't all bad. I met Dave there..." He offered Chloe a reserved smile, the only muted response to anything she'd have had the chance to witness thus far. "Anyway, if it weren't for these two assassins trying to hunt down my brother and foolishly kidnapping me to try and lure him out, I never would have discovered their magic time traveling briefcase."
And he would have been spared heartache, and loss, but never would have met Dave. If Vallo ever brought him one of those briefcases, he'd destroy it all over again. "And then my other sister blew up the moon and caused the apocalypse, but we're here instead," he added cheerfully. "Is there still a moon where you're from?"