That's not very nice of you to do. Salem turns, eyes falling on Stefan as he walks in the room. Klaus pauses, tilting his head as Stefan's presence registers behind him. You're welcome to sign up at any time. Klaus smirks, gesturing at the plank Connor was bound to. I thought it was a nice touch. What brings you snooping? Stefan shrugs, sighing as he steps closer to the couple.
As I'm sure you've figured out, our friend here can't be compelled. Salem hums, eyeing Connor. Salem huffs as she finally rolls off the table, sending Connor a short glare that he mirrors. She follows the boys into the study, stepping past Klaus so he can pull the doors shut. She leans against the wall, watching Stefan take a few steps further into the room before turning to face them. Klaus shrugs, feigning innocence. Salem's snort of amusement goes mostly unheard beneath Stefan's voice.
What's The Five? Klaus's plastic smile falls, familiar glare settling into place. Stefan shrugs. Salem scoffs, walking after Stefan to throw herself into one of the chairs, legs draped over the arm. Stefan narrows his eyes at her and she smirks, shrugging a shoulder against the chair.
I know things, too. Secrets don't keep friends, Stefan. And it is no secret that you are well on your way to being demoted to Salvatore number two.
Klaus hums in agreement, watching as Stefan glares at Salem. Stefan says nothing, finger tapping an impatient beat onto the arm of the chair, and Klaus sighs.
