He'd heard Klaus approach, but didn't turn to look at him, yet. Sometimes it was hard to look at him, and not feel guilty. But, he couldn't bring himself to tell him why. It would hurt more than just him, it would hurt Rebekah too, and she didn't need that right now. She didn't deserve that.
"A lot happened at home, since I went back." He said, finally turning his head to look at his adopted father. Because, no matter what had happened he was still that. Always, that.
"So much went wrong. We lost the quarter. To the Guerrera wolves."