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Diego is a plethora of contradictions, which is probably part of what makes it so hard for Klaus to talk to him at times. Sometimes, he goes off at the drop of a hat, others it's... this attempted sense of understanding, even when he doesn't actually understand at all. It's an amalgam of flip-flopping that makes interactions confusing, only made worse by that idea of trying to be better already so drilled into the undercurrent of everything he's doing, from his short time in the other place, conversations he'd had. Watching Allison, and the way she was trying so hard to mend things with Vanya. He could do that, couldn't he?

He nods a little at the explanation. "Right... yeah, that's..." he frowns a little. "Weird. Something about this place inferring, I guess?" He's doing it again and he silently curses himself for it. He shakes his head a little, "We can talk about something else."

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Diego is...well, he's unpredictable, and that's why it's sometimes hard to open up to him. He's easier than most of the others, but Klaus feels like he can never quite tell if Diego's gonna be pissed at him or sympathetic for half of what he says to him. Sometimes, he's just not in a place where he can deal with that. Sometimes, Diego makes him feel so damn safe and sometimes so angry he just blurts shit out like he had earlier about the oxy.

Swallowing hard, he glances over at his brother as Diego asks if maybe something is interfering with them, that it's weird, and then says they can talk about something else. Staring into space, Klaus shakes his head, pushes his fingertips against his mouth for a moment while he tries to figure out how to say what's going through his head. Everything is still swimming a bit from being around the algae stuff, and Diego is unpredictable, Klaus feels a little on edge.

But Diego is trying.

"No...no no, man, it's okay. You know...it's been a really long time since. You know since any of you have talked to me about them. The ghosts. I never really felt like you guys took it seriously, like...I thought...they figure I'm just a junkie because I'm a coward, not because there's..."

He trails off and waves a hand, still just staring ahead of himself, "You know, it gets really bad. Did I ever tell you what they looked like back home?"

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"You sure?" He presses a little more when Klaus says it's okay, because it doesn't exactly feel okay. Or maybe that's his own unease? It's hard to tell, sometimes. "I did." He admits quietly, biting his lip slightly. "I mean- I always kind of felt like...drugs were a coward's way out. That if you could stop being so scared of it, you could control it more." He's not completely sure that's right, but it's true, at least to his own assumptions for all these years. The honesty stings, but it's better than not admitting, isn't it? He shakes his head a little. "No, I don't think so."