[The tip of his tail flicks against Alfred's knee, down over his calf. It's not an especially seductive movement, and in fact it just betrays a bit of Klaus' sudden uneasiness.]
Well, hey. Nobody's saying you can't still talk.
[He has a feeling that nobody can stop him from talking if he really wants to, anyway. Klaus raises an eyebrow at Alfred's question, but looks considering.]
'm not usually in the position to be having guests in the first place.
[Either he's at the Academy and he's bringing exactly nobody to that fucked up place, or he's couch-surfing to find a warm place to sleep -- not a lot of in-between.
He huffs out a breath of air across Alfred's chest, decidedly just a little chided that even though Alfred isn't leaving, maybe he ought not to just jump him.]
You still worried about this whole transformation thing? It's not actually permanent.
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Well, hey. Nobody's saying you can't still talk.
[He has a feeling that nobody can stop him from talking if he really wants to, anyway. Klaus raises an eyebrow at Alfred's question, but looks considering.]
'm not usually in the position to be having guests in the first place.
[Either he's at the Academy and he's bringing exactly nobody to that fucked up place, or he's couch-surfing to find a warm place to sleep -- not a lot of in-between.
He huffs out a breath of air across Alfred's chest, decidedly just a little chided that even though Alfred isn't leaving, maybe he ought not to just jump him.]
You still worried about this whole transformation thing? It's not actually permanent.