Louisa couldn’t help but give a glowing smile when Klaus had said that Nora seemed to approve of her. It seemed she actually cared about what Mrs. Shafer thought of her. It was very rare that she ever cared what others thought of her. Klaus then called her lovable, and a hint of a blush rose to Louisa’s cheeks. Awkwardly clearing her throat, she smiled. ”Thank you Mr. Shafer. Truly, I am not used to this sort of praise. I must admit that I do not know how to react. Again, thank you so much.” Louisa said, dipping her head. Really, she had no idea why Klaus was telling her these things. She didn’t deserve them at all. Another odd thing was that she seemed to feel lighter when Klaus was around, almost like the expectations of her family were completely gone. Well, she decided to pay it no mind. Suddenly, Klaus appeared to be having a panic attack. Louisa glanced worriedly at Dough, wondering if she should try and do something. Klaus began muttering about Liebe, and she flinched. ”Klaus…?” She murmured tentatively, finding herself reaching towards him. ”Klaus, please…look at me. It’s ok, you’re safe. I’m here, Dough’s here, and you’re safe. It’s ok, please…just breathe.” She found herself pleading with him, eventually moving to grab his wrist, squeezing gently. He seemed to think he was in the garden as he returned to his senses. Louisa hurriedly let go of his arm, turning to stuff a bite of steak in her mouth. That never happened. When Klaus excused himself, Louisa sighed. He was reamessed up by Liebe’s death. She’d never blame him, though. Death was hard. It was said that you could not mourn forever, but what did they know? You had the right to mourn for as long as you wished. Louisa was brought from her thoughts by Dough’s voice. At his question, she shook her head. Opening her mouth to answer, she closed it as Klaus entered. She sighed, turning to look at him. She wasn’t taking silence for an answer this time. ”Klaus, please…we are the ones who want to know what’s wrong.”
@Kristi - Klaus
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