[He speaks with certainty about Fitz’s condemnation, and Cami cannot counter with anything more than possibility. She knows that not everyone would be able to forgive Klaus his deeds; some of his past actions indeed stand so sharp and so deadly, they cannot be forgiven at all. The likelihood that Fitz won’t be able to see past the manipulation of his thoughts and feelings is high, not only on principle but because Klaus knows Fitz so much better than she does.

The question is, where does the line fall between his paranoia and his perception of the other man?

All questions she means to ask, but that fall forgotten as he confesses a deeper truth. It has Cami leaning forward, her lips parted in unwanted surprise with the admission of the greater end Klaus has in mind. She’s known that he’s wanted to go home, but not that he’s been actively working towards it—not that he’s had Fitz doing as much, and not just for those members of Klaus’ family who live.

All of us. He means to defy death itself—her death—and she knows instantly that it is something she cannot let herself hope for.]

No. You don’t forsake anyone. [She swallows, closes her eyes to focus on the present as she so often does. She would not be distracted a second time.] Including him. You go about this the right way, and you remember you’re not alone.

[The words he spoke to her, softly, sweetly, when she’d been unable to hold back her tears and her heartache. Even if his goals are too lofty to be possible, Cami can at least have some faith. She grins to herself as she continues on; not so long ago, she never would have seen herself saying these words to him.] Case in point: you’ve got me. For better or worse, I’m kind of an expert in both talking to people and moving past being compelled by someone.

[By Klaus, in the name of his cowardice and scheming both.]

So choose to trust him, Klaus—and trust me.