[Klaus is 100% about to yell at his brother anyway, even if he didn't punch him, because Ben was completely right and Klaus absolutely wants to complain about the fact he just smacked the back of his head like he didn't just get over a concussion or whatever it was like a day ago.
Except something different happens. It's not what Klaus expects, actually. He still sort of figured Ben was dead, just... solid? You can't just. Make a ghost alive. He'd need a body to be in. And Ben's body certainly doesn't look like the guy standing in front of him right now.
But Ben is breathing, and not in a good way. In a complete and utter panic way. Klaus has had his share of panic attacks, he's been in and out of mental instituations where people mostly had addictions, sure, it was rehab, but like him they were all dealing with their own mental shit. He knows what this is.
So he does what any sensible person who recognizes his brother is having a panic attack would do.]
Oh, fuck. Oh, God. Uhh, uhh—
[He starts hovering his hands around him uselessly, horror written all over his face. Surely this will calm Ben down.]
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[Klaus is 100% about to yell at his brother anyway, even if he didn't punch him, because Ben was completely right and Klaus absolutely wants to complain about the fact he just smacked the back of his head like he didn't just get over a concussion or whatever it was like a day ago.
Except something different happens. It's not what Klaus expects, actually. He still sort of figured Ben was dead, just... solid? You can't just. Make a ghost alive. He'd need a body to be in. And Ben's body certainly doesn't look like the guy standing in front of him right now.
But Ben is breathing, and not in a good way. In a complete and utter panic way. Klaus has had his share of panic attacks, he's been in and out of mental instituations where people mostly had addictions, sure, it was rehab, but like him they were all dealing with their own mental shit. He knows what this is.
So he does what any sensible person who recognizes his brother is having a panic attack would do.]
Oh, fuck. Oh, God. Uhh, uhh—
[He starts hovering his hands around him uselessly, horror written all over his face. Surely this will calm Ben down.]
Stop! Stop stop stop!