[That time, when she had mentioned that she and Klaus had so much in common, she never really got that chance to explain why it might be. It had been on the surface - the drugs, the alcohol - but not the reasons behind it. If she's honest, she's glad to get that out there.

She falters mid-step when he falls back, waiting for him to catch up and ask a question that makes sense to ask, that she's not going to be coy about answering because she knows it's going to be important to Klaus that she gets along with his family. Or, at least, that she doesn't actively try to rile them up.]

Oh... he complained about you sometimes. That you'd always be nagging him to eat and not sleep in dumpsters. [She shoots a small smile his way, another of those barely-there things.] Sounded like you were really trying to take care of him.

[And she finds herself oddly grateful for that, despite not having known Klaus very long at all.]

But you were a ghost, so... it must have been really hard. When he was the only one who could see you.