Klaus is currently unaware of just how weird this is for people with normal lives, but at the same time, it’s just one of those things he’s lived with so long, it feels painfully normal.

Once again, Klaus scrambles over the counter with very limited grace, but he makes it without incident. He’s just going to take this mystery cocktail with him and sit down next to Viggo.

“I guess adoption happens every day, but…” He gestures vaguely. “He is a dick.” His latest experience with the old man hits a lot harder than he wants to acknowledge or even squint too hard at. “But that’s rich people for you. Am I right?”