"He deserved it, and I was in no mood for self-restraint," Klaus answers, and it's a real answer, even if he doesn't give her the details, and he has no intention of giving them to her. It's a real answer, so his smile is gone, and it's just him and his anger (not pulsing and alive, but lying dormant for now) and who he is, what he is.

He takes a sip of Jack, and wishes that he could manage to slide into a pair of jeans dignifiedly.