[it's odd, how actual sincerity makes his heart flutter a little; the fact v seems pleased to see him is so different from everybody else's usual reactions— or well, other people he's met on fellden aside? since when you're stuck on a whole new world with no one familiar, nobody can open their mouth and tell everyone your reputation precedes you.]

Me too, [he agrees, smooth and easy-going as always despite the blood pounding in his ears. v gives him a once-over and klaus does the same, unable to keep his grin from widening slightly.]

Sounds like a plan to me.

[before he goes though, the coat and scarf get shucked off, hung onto the back of the chair opposite v then he's making a beeline for the counter, ordering himself tea as well. something fruity, more than likely. while klaus waits, he considers his other options, wonders about food for a minute but decides against it right when his drink shows up. maybe later, is the thought on his way back to v and once he's sat down, that's the moment it feels like he'd made the right decision. ain't this just picturesque? quiet, idiot.]

I, ah... hope I didn't keep you waiting long. [a beat] Me initially getting here, that is. Not drink-wise.