Wait, what? You're telling me that was supposed to happen?
[doesn't make much sense to klaus, unfortunately, who's head is still swimming, eyelashes fluttering and expression creasing as he attempts to work through the confusion. in spite of the fact he's no magic user, he is pretty sure that's not how it was supposed to work.]
The Beast, yeah. [he lowers his hand, moves it to circle quentin's wrist, squeezes tight.] That guy fucked it up, huh? Messed with your magic like a raging dickhead.
[another shake of the head.] Wow, he really doesn't want you to go back. [a beat, his lips upturning somewhat.] Sucks to be him, I guess, because we're going to get you home.
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[doesn't make much sense to klaus, unfortunately, who's head is still swimming, eyelashes fluttering and expression creasing as he attempts to work through the confusion. in spite of the fact he's no magic user, he is pretty sure that's not how it was supposed to work.]
The Beast, yeah. [he lowers his hand, moves it to circle quentin's wrist, squeezes tight.] That guy fucked it up, huh? Messed with your magic like a raging dickhead.
[another shake of the head.] Wow, he really doesn't want you to go back. [a beat, his lips upturning somewhat.] Sucks to be him, I guess, because we're going to get you home.