It isn't a long tour, because honestly Klaus can't be too bothered with explaining the history of most of the rooms. Lots of bad memories.

But the whole thing ends up back at Klaus' room, and he gestures vaguely inside.

"And now the piece de resistance, my room. Note the stunning plaid curtains and wall decorations, done by yours truly."

A little wink, and he leans against the doorframe, his hand still lightly connected to Isaac's.

"See anywhere you want to draw?"