Time is something that's hard to decipher here. He doesn't know the last time he saw Klaus. It feels as if it could've been yesterday, or a hundred years ago. Either way, it's both painfully familiar and maddening to hear him talk of his death so flippantly. He knows most of it is bravado for his or Klaus's own benefit, but it doesn't make it sting any less that his brother is so accepting of this fate.

"Shit show," Ben agrees,turning towards him as the waitress sets down a cup of coffee. He can't help but chuckle a little when Klaus hisses. "Not her," he says, watching the waitress disappear. Though, she doesn't seem to feel very hospitable towards Klaus either. "God."

At Klaus's final words, Ben feels some of his frustration ebb away. "I didn't want to go, Klaus," he says, meeting his brother's eyes and trying to hold them. "It just happened when I was trying to help Vanya." He pauses, looking down at his hands. "But I think it was time."