[Still leaned on Luke's shoulder, Klaus manages to restrain himself from ruffling the poor guy's hair. He still smirks, though.]

Nah, I mean you're cute when you swear. It's like watching a puppy do it.

[He lets his brows furrow together when Luke asks where the owner of the communicator went, though, and he scratches behind one ear as he looks at the rations.]

Yeah, I'm -- thinking they got out of here in a hurry. Or got eaten.