Klaus wasn't entirely sure what was happening to him anymore. How he'd gone from being the feared and despised Original Hybrid to...a boyfriend. To a brother that his siblings seemed to want only good things for, they wanted him to change and give up on the centuries of paranoia but he wasn't sure he was capable of that. If he ever had been. Caroline though, she didn't ask that of him, she asked compromise, she asked for discussion. She had a faith in him that he'd never had in himself, and he loved her for it.
And she might have been the only person in the world, in any world, that claimed to see light in him. Even he didn't. There was no point to it for him, nothing it could gain him, nothing he could use. His paintings were the only time he allowed his innermost feelings to be shown, and even then of course not everyone understood it. Because some people were really just ridiculous.
But Caroline Forbes. The young woman wise beyond her years, the cheerleader who was capable of so much more than one might expect of her and the new vampire finding her way in the world around her, and she'd found her way to him, through a lot ofmis starts, through unfortunate incidents involving ex boyfriends lushy mothers. And maybe she was drawn to the darkness in him just as he was drawn to her light, but here, in this most beautiful place in Europe, he pulled her toward him.
"Sometimes hm?" He thought maybe he neeeded to reestablish some of what he was known for back home. No massacares, he was being good after all, but this city, just for one night, they could be royalty. "Feel up to a night on the town love. Leaving the morals at the door?"