Klaus had been washing dishes when he heard a rather familiar piratey cadence.
"Bastien," he greeted warmly. Bastien may have come into the cafe by shooting out a window and threatening Leo, but to be completely honest, that also described just about every day at Libra with Zapp around. And Klaus cared deeply for that human trainwreck in his own special way.
"Leonardo has gone home, I'm afraid."
There was, of course, the lingering hope he might return, but for now Klaus would largely treat it as permanent.
"It's good to see you, though. How long have you been back?"
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"Bastien," he greeted warmly. Bastien may have come into the cafe by shooting out a window and threatening Leo, but to be completely honest, that also described just about every day at Libra with Zapp around. And Klaus cared deeply for that human trainwreck in his own special way.
"Leonardo has gone home, I'm afraid."
There was, of course, the lingering hope he might return, but for now Klaus would largely treat it as permanent.
"It's good to see you, though. How long have you been back?"