Klaus snorts softly. "He's a demon king, so I don't think he'd care even if he did know." But that's funny. "The funny thing is, he's usually the sadist of the two of us, but I guess finding one an inadequate bastard that mistreated one of my favorite people just really gets me going, you know?"

They study him a moment. "But you cover it up as kindness. Only doing good for him, no? You give him kindness and slowly stamp out his will until he can't see that you're a manipulative piece of shit and even if he could, he wouldn't do anything about it...because you care about him, right? How kind of you to give him glimpses of the light while keeping him trapped in the dark. What and who would he be without you? Right?"

There's a hollow laugh there, the expression on their face darker. Knife out and between another two ribs. "My father was the same way. But the difference is...I can tell he was an asshole. You don't deserve Max. He's much too good for you."