When Ben doesn't lift his head, Klaus lets his own drop down again, his hands closing into handfuls of Ben's sweater, squeezing him close and tight, and the Horror doesn't bother him as it squeezes. Klaus could probably die happy right now (tries to ignore the fact that on any given day he'd be relieved to die) just because of this.

"Yeah well. Maybe that's gonna change because I'm never getting high again, ever. So no more dumpster diving. Maybe we can go see the ocean."