The panic claws its way up his throat when she says his name and looks at him like that. And yeah, it mirrors the way they met. Klaus so out of his mind, stressed and upset and angry and in a panic, desperate for something to get him out of his head, get his mind out of his body. Everything feels like too much, he's overwhelmed and hates himself a little and hates Julie a little for not just telling him it's okay to just take the drugs and escape.

"I'm just so tired of feeling. I want to be numb." he says, his voice low and a little shaky, "My brain knows it's...you know, logically it's wasting all the time I already sunk into this being sober thing, but..." And his eyes are filling up with tears now, his throat still tight, "...but nothing is right and I feel like I'm gonna claw myself out of my own skin."

It isn't a lie. It isn't said with a distinct intention of manipulating her, but part of him does hope that she'll give in and say it's okay.

"I just want something to feel good."