[Can't even compete with another version of himself. Klaus laughs, breathier than he usually sounds.] A-any hotter and you'd be on fire. [Does that work for him? Klaus hopes so because real people thoughts are hard.]
[He breathes in sharply, hips jerking up toward Nobunaga's hand. It takes a moment for his brain to even function enough to answer because there's options and well...maybe less self torture.] I... [Words. They need words.] Fast. [If a hand comes down to sort of guide Nobunaga's hand in a way that shows him what to do, well...Klaus figures it's easier than talking.]
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[He breathes in sharply, hips jerking up toward Nobunaga's hand. It takes a moment for his brain to even function enough to answer because there's options and well...maybe less self torture.] I... [Words. They need words.] Fast. [If a hand comes down to sort of guide Nobunaga's hand in a way that shows him what to do, well...Klaus figures it's easier than talking.]