His immediate reaction is to slump against the door, totally content and relieved they've made it without alerting anyone else in the house (or at least to the best of his knowledge). He lightly thunks his head back, scrubs both hands over his face then pushes off the oak he's using for support, sashaying his way over to drop next to Ben on the bed right as he tosses his jacket off.

"Hate to tell ya, but that's partially the drugs, too. Could be a little warm, though." Klaus has a good remedy for that, unironically. He reaches a hand out, gently cups his hello palm against Ben's cheek and lets his cooler skin start sapping up some heat. Supernatural ability taken into account, he's always run colder than any normal person, so now's his chance to let someone use it to their advantage, he guesses. Why not? It's only Ben, anyhow.

After his fingertips have begun to warm, he slides down to his brother's neck, head tipped contemplatively. "That helping any?"