There was a point when any man, hybrid or otherwise, a thousand years old or not, would just about have had it with teenage girls and their... whatever it was they all thought they were doing. First Caroline all but breaking up with him via a note (although if he were perfectly honest, he was fairly certain that he would not have taken it better if she had simply told him, but he could at least have reacted to her), and now Sansa doing that thing that she did, that distance she put between herself and others. It wasn't the first time she did it between them, and Klaus suspected that it would not be the last, but at this stage, he had very little patience for it.
He was tired of growing to care and its coming back to bite him in the arse.
"I will let you know if I get my hands on him," Klaus simply told her, easily shifting back into something as distant as she was. He had had centuries of practice, and worked the shift smoothly, gave her a wan smile, and turned to go.
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Date: 2012-06-19 02:23 pm (UTC)From:He was tired of growing to care and its coming back to bite him in the arse.
"I will let you know if I get my hands on him," Klaus simply told her, easily shifting back into something as distant as she was. He had had centuries of practice, and worked the shift smoothly, gave her a wan smile, and turned to go.