Which is good, because self-defense can only get someone so far. Luther has strength, Diego has knives, Allison has rumors, Five has the spatial jumping, and Ben has the tentacles. What does Klaus have? Some freaking Sixth Sense garbage that doesn't help much with anything.

He'd continue arguing about the whole rules and breaking them thing, but he's far too determined to find someone to plant one on Ben. Frankly, he's about two seconds away from dancing them into the nearest crowded circle and shouting hey, who wants to kiss my brother? The only reason he hesitates is Ben's protesting.

"Why not?" he counters, noting the flush spreading across the other male's cheeks. "Wait," a beat, his brow creasing, lips briefly pursing before he finishes his sentence. "Would you rather kiss a boy first? I'm not going to judge."

Klaus, no, that's... more than likely not what is going on here.