"You assume you know so much about me, don't you?" They would be surprised by what he used to be used to. But that is none of their business.

"I made him capable of living happily in the only way that it was possible for him to live. Those characteristics you claim are so harmful were in him from the very beginning. Be glad that he is a kinder soul than you or I."

He drops back to his feet and spitefully brushes his hands down the front of his ruined suit. The wounds themselves are already mended but the blood spots are all still there. Despite Klaus's warning, he truly is tempted to slash at them. It wouldn't matter. They would come back three days later anyway and probably make themselves into even more of a nuisance. If he never sees their face again it will be too soon.

"Hope for whatever you want. Just stay far away from me."

He's leaving.