There's a lopsided smirk tugging up one corner of his mouth, he's a little bewildered that this is even happening right now, but he can't say he hates it. "You're the best, V." he says, getting to his feet to scramble over toward her and give her a hug.

Maybe that's awkward. He doesn't know, and he probably wouldn't care anyway-- Klaus has always been tactile, and this is kind of a big deal.