Normal. That's one thing Klaus has never dreamed of being, or wanted to be for that matter. Normal is for other people, and even before his mother did what she did, he wasn't normal. He never has been, and there's no reason he should ever start.

But then Caroline is pulling away from him and he's confused because for once he hasn't done anything, but the glass he'd been bringing to his lips he sets back down on the table instead, and he stands and takes off his jacket to wrap it around her. "What's wrong, love?" he asks quietly as he does just that, his eyes on hers.