The Yes feels like it's torn out his heart. Rationally, he knows that it's about her perhaps more than about him, but he can't help his emotional response, the devastation he feels. All he can do is shut down.

"You tell me, love," he answers, and it's his fake nonchalance all over again, and he's moving now, grabbing the stand-in quarterback by his collar and dragging him away from her, dropping him beside the cheerleader as if he were so much dead meat. He is. The bite at Klaus's neck is itching as it scars over, and he wants to kill someone all over again.

"I didn't force you into any of it." It's quieter, and more real than the nonchalance a second ago.