Klaus winces. He's not as bad as Diego for putting his foot in his mouth, but he's a near second -- and he does forget that Five wasn't there, sometimes, for the worst of it.

"I -- appreciate it, Five. I do." He sighs, drops his forehead down against his brother's shoulder. "I just..." What, exactly? Always feel too weak? Don't know what to do? Want to give up so I'll get to see Dave again?

All those things, but what he says is, "Can't deal with the war on top of that."