He pauses at that, arching a brow as his face kind of screws up. "Uhmmmm, sure? I don't care," he says, though he pauses. "I mean, this isn't some weird picture in the attic kind of thing, is it?" Not that he really seems concerned about it.

"And you should. That way we can help you. And by we I mean me and Klaus, and maybe the others." He hasn't had a lot of faith in them. "Though Mom? I mean, Grace? She'll be there for you instantly," he says, his smile warming as he talks about her. "She's been amazing about taking in everyone that's shown up."