[ klaus' face drops as the sandwich does, and he appears to be genuinely distressed by its sad sad fate on the ground before five's tired declaration provides him with a distraction. ]
But you're so small. [ klaus says in a soft, delighted voice, like the concept is still so novice to him, like it still manages to come as a surprise. he pops a cookie in his mouth, chews and swallows before holding out a similar one to five in offering. an offering that should serve somewhat tempting considering he'd cleared the table of this particular flavor and currently holds a monopoly in it. ]
Different how? How many apocalypse does the future need, really?
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But you're so small. [ klaus says in a soft, delighted voice, like the concept is still so novice to him, like it still manages to come as a surprise. he pops a cookie in his mouth, chews and swallows before holding out a similar one to five in offering. an offering that should serve somewhat tempting considering he'd cleared the table of this particular flavor and currently holds a monopoly in it. ]
Different how? How many apocalypse does the future need, really?