[It's obvious that Ben isn't taking it to heart, his insistence that it wasn't his fault, and he sighs a sort of long, drawn-out sigh that's both tired and resigned. But he doesn't protest. Saying it again won't convince Ben any more than it had the first time he said it, and will probably just make his brother push back even harder against it, take on more responsibility.

So Klaus just watches as Ben wipes his hand across his face as if he were crying, even if he's not, and steps past him, green eyes flicking to his face for a moment before he sits down on the cot. While Ben gets some extra blankets and pillows, the bot comes back in and gives Klaus a spray shot thing with some antibiotics and dispenses him two bottles of pills - one is antibiotics, the other is...

Oh.

Oxycodone.

Of all the things he'd expected when coming to the MedBay, being handed a bottle of low-dose oxycodone was the last one. Without thinking, he shoves the bottle under the pillow and when Ben comes back with the extra bedclothes, he offers him a little smile. It's easy to cover the anxiety over hiding something from Ben, he's spent so long lying and hiding his drugs or stolen items from other people that it's a habit he slips into naturally. Easy as breathing.]

Thanks.

[A pause, and he bites at his lower lip for a moment, looking Ben in the face.]

Hey. Ben. Would you mind hanging out for a bit, till I fall asleep? It's been a while since I had you around and I missed it. I think...

[He takes a deep breath and then lets it out slowly.]

I never realized how safe I felt with you around until you were gone. Sorry.