[When Ben's hand slides down and his fingers lace between Klaus', it's a relief, and Klaus tilts himself a bit so his head can rest his head against Ben's shoulder. It's been years since they did something like this, but he remembers it clear as day - the two Hargreeves kids who were terrified of their powers, who hated them, trying to find comfort with the only other person who seemed to understand. It feels like that, right now, just quietly being together in the face of a world that's bigger and scarier than they are.

When Ben asks if using his powers was just tiring, or if they were like his, Klaus makes a soft noise in his throat, a little hum of acknowledgement. He tries to remember exactly what it had felt like, what it had been like, but a lot of that whole part of the battle is a blur in his head. A lot of his time in Hadriel after that one hard smack on the head is a little blurry.]

It was a lot easier to do with you, but I don't think it's like yours. I could tell the monster wanted to fight, I could feel it, but it didn't really affect me.

[He bites at his lip a little, looking into the middle distance blankly.]

I couldn't control them much at all. I just sorta fed them a target I think? It's hard to explain.