When Julie tells him to look at her and tugs on his face to force the point, her hands on his cheeks and her eyes on his, he looks at her. Swallows hard when she says that's okay too, but she knows he can do it, that he's strong and she's seen him be strong over and over.

Klaus' throat chokes up a little, and his eyes go wet, and he laughs, shakes his head a little bit, eyes sinking shut as she kisses the corner of his mouth, turns his head to chase the contact, still holding her eyes with his.

This feels good, and that's something he can focus on. It feels good to have someone believe in him and call him strong when everyone from Diego to Ben to his dad have told him for so long that he's weak, that he's running away, that he's a wimp. He knows they're right, but he thinks maybe Julie's right too, or she will be if he does what she's asking him.

It feels good to have warm hands on his face and lips on the corner of his mouth, and so he leans in and presses his forehead against hers, breath coming shaky as she says she's not going to lose him and they're in this together.

"Okay. Okay okay okay..." he murmurs, then leans in and kisses her mouth, a quick soft peck, "I'll go...I'll go get them and bring them back. Okay?"