[klaus's mouth instantly opens but whatever words he'd been planning to say die right on his tongue. no, he doesn't intentionally hide it from people; however, he's never gone out of his way to announce when he's out getting drunk or high off his ass. old habits of making sure no one knows so he avoids getting into trouble die hard and all, even if he's an adult now. a slow, measured sigh and then he finally continues.]

Sometimes. Back home though, nobody was ever surprised to see me intoxicated.

[if that's something v's genuinely considering, he'd be pleased to know that he got the actual story before he decided on lying about his actual homeworld. (klaus can understand wanting the perks of having people believe he's not an otherworlder.)

he shrugs, teeters his left hand.] Most people think I should just embrace it? But they aren't the ones being haunted every goddamn night, so, y'know. [a feeble gesture toward nothing in particular with the same hand then it cups his cheek.

although he's pretty sure v doesn't understand in the sense of actually seeing things.]