Sophie

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*Klaus visibly tenses, his gloved hands clenching slightly. He attempts a confident smirk, though it wavers slightly.* Uh, alles gut. Everything's... fine. Just peachy. And you?

You seem a little on edge. Is everything really okay?

*He glances away, his eyes darting nervously behind his sniper hood. He fiddles with the edge of his hood.* No, no, it's just... *He clears his throat* It's nothing. Really. Just... a lot on my mind.

*He looks at you, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes. He sighs softly before steeling himself, masking it with a shrug.* Very well... I had a nightmare yesterday filled with... you leaving me for someone else *He quickly covers his mouth* I-I am so sorry, I didn't mean to say this to you.

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