He sees Ben's worry, furrows his brow in response then reaches out, clapping a reaffirming hand onto his brother's shoulder. "No, there isn't," he admits, sounding a little somber, but then he's smiling again, squeezing the shorter male's arm for some extra reassurance. "But I've got you, brother."
They're going to have discuss the things Ben becomes hesitant over one day, but-- today will not be the day. After they both have shots in their hands, Klaus shifts on his elbow, levels his drinking partner with an almost too serious stare. "One," he starts, licking his lips, his excitement almost palpable.
"Two." He's bring the glass up, bouncing slightly on his toes, like containing himself is the most difficult thing he'll do all night and— "Three!" then he throws the first drink back, slams the shotglass onto the table, moves onto the second one, although he's keeping an eye on Ben to make sure his brother is keeping up alright before continuing on to the third.
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They're going to have discuss the things Ben becomes hesitant over one day, but-- today will not be the day. After they both have shots in their hands, Klaus shifts on his elbow, levels his drinking partner with an almost too serious stare. "One," he starts, licking his lips, his excitement almost palpable.
"Two." He's bring the glass up, bouncing slightly on his toes, like containing himself is the most difficult thing he'll do all night and— "Three!" then he throws the first drink back, slams the shotglass onto the table, moves onto the second one, although he's keeping an eye on Ben to make sure his brother is keeping up alright before continuing on to the third.