He shook his head, flapping a hand dismissively before he dropped down to sit on the edge of the bed again, rubbing his eyes, "You needed the sleep, wasn't going to just kick you out." A shrug, "I needed a nap though, everywhere else was too loud or too bright."

Which given the way Five reacted -as if he had the kind of migraine that made gravity seem wrong- was probably exactly why he was there in the first place. His brow creased a little as he regarded Five with concern, "Headache? No more nosebleeds, though?"

They were all concerned for Five after what he'd put himself through to save them after all, it was just that he was slippery enough to avoid most of it and Klaus figured he'd probably be making an escape soon, but hopefully Klaus could get some medication into him first.