You mean the fact that most of the world is probably dead? Yeah, that's life. [ five's brows furrow when klaus laughs, even though it's something that he's come to expect from his brother at this point. much like it isn't surprising that klaus pulls a pill bottle from his jacket pocket, but the furrow deepens even still. though given that his dead-seeing brother is faced with an apocalypse...

looking down at the drink in his hand, five decides to ignore klaus' haphazard toast. there's no relief in what he saw that day. turns out the superpowered umbrella academy who were meant to save the world, weren't that super and weren't able to save the world. at least not that time. he takes a deep drink ] Do you have more? Alcohol, I mean. Not pills.

[ five is an angry, somewhat bitter old man. of course he's going to bring the mood down. it's what he does. five looks at klaus out of the corner of his eye when his brother slumps against him. once upon a time, he probably would have shrugged him off, but the contact is... welcome ] You're not even dead anymore so I don't need to honour you. Besides, it wasn't you. It was Luther.