Klaus actually couldn't believe it right away, had he seriously not seen her plan. Had he once again fallen for her act. His brother could not have been that stupid. He laughed perhaps more cuttingly than he'd have intended "No Elijah I think she would have tried to and you would have stood by gullible thinking she was willing to make a deal rather than see me dead. She used you then as she used you now, and once again you fall for it because you don't know how else to be with her other than a lapdog."
At least he accepted he was a gullible idiot. Made a difference overall.
"You should have dropped everything. Come back. Your selfish little murder spree, what good did it do you, or me, or Bekah. How did it honour Kol? And yes, I call it selfish. You stayed with her. With her and let her help you through it, seems always and forever vanishes when it comes to Katerina. You know, honestly, if you'd tried that line on me back home, if you'd done this, any of this back home, you'd have been daggered long ago. But you get cocky here don't you, free to do as you wish."
He shook his head and turned to the painting, Elijah could watch if he so wished.
"You know don't you, that if she causes any kind of scene on Rebekah's day, if she pulls her usual trick and somehow makes it about her, no amount of brotherly whining will save her from a slow and painful death. Make that very clear to her."