He knows it's hard and heavy and a lot and would absolutely understand if Klaus didn't actually want to talk about it at all. Who could blame him, really? He doesn't really want to talk about it either, but this whole ordeal has shaken him up pretty hard. Who better to talk to about it than an older version of himself?

He shakes his head slowly, managing to whisper, "No..." But before he gets the wrong idea--or maybe it's the right idea and he just keeps trying to classify it differently to make himself feel better--he adds, "It's not that-- I mean, I don't really... want to die. That's- that's not what happened, I swear, it was an accident, but..." he fidgets with his fingers in nervous habit after trying to qualify the point he was making. "I don't know, it's just like... dying scares me and that really isn't what I want, but at the same time, maybe sometimes just not existing would be good." He glances over at the older man, "I- does that make sense? It's not the same, to me, it's different."