Klaus snorts. "You ever think about how I'm the second-oldest now, by technicality?" Because obviously, as something that set them apart from their siblings, it would be something that Klaus would mention in an argument with any of the others.

He barely suppresses a squeak when Five rubs his eyes -- it's cute, all right? -- and covers it with a cough, shuffling so that he can pull up the blankets and then drape that arm over Five.