You worry about the safety of others and often put yourself in danger to help them.

Klaus leads you into his familiar office. He dragged you onto the couch…your cheeks and hands were scarred from helping others without him permission.

Klaus placed his hand on your cheek and he was about to lick off the blood from your cheek.

"Wait...are you going to lick up my blood again?" You said to him

"Shut up...it's my way, sit still." He loves treating your wounds like this.