"Literally trained to take out terrorist threats," he points out. "I try and leave them for the cops personally but lately that hasn't always been an option. Not everyone answers to cops," he adds.

He snorts then, shaking his head. "Yeah, we're doing our damned best, but one? You're a grown up and much as everyone around here if you tell them that will do everything short of tying you to a chair? That's kidnapping. Which, by the way? I'm the one that would tie you to a chair to keep you clean, and I'm done falling for the need to take a piss thing. Happened once. You're not Klaus. That said..."

He closes his eyes, considering how to say that. "It's hard to keep someone clean when they've kind of fallen more victim to time anomalies than anyone in the house. That's what I heard someone call it. As we speak, if I had to guess? There's a Klaus in his room, one in the library, and probably one perched in a window looking down over the front door. I was trying to sidestep reality as we know it because you're new and all."