[ When Klavier approaches, when he sits down, when they're now sitting together and his brother is talking to him, something inside Kristoph twists. It's primal and angry. Klavier had betrayed him. Klavier had led him along into the trap like a happy little lamb, confident it was safe right up until it realized it was going to be slaughtered. But he bites back the accusations, instead letting his expression fall into the careful sereneness he'd practiced for far too long. Especially now, he needs it, when there's venom to be spewed. He must, after all, remain in control, now that the opportunity allows him to have any. ]

I'm sure you know how unlikely that is, given you were there when they walked me out that second time. They're not likely to let me out in any way without handcuffs and multiple trackers.

[ The venom is there, lacing into his words, icy and stinging. "You betrayed me," the undercurrent of his voice says. "I looked to you to help me and you betrayed me."

Kristoph isn't sure why he thought Klavier would be any different than everyone else, honestly. ]