Internally, Klaus is about as a calm as a classroom full of kindergartners during a fire drill. His body is screaming at him to do something, anything to make sure that this guy doesn't just tear off his face or -- whatever it is that his magic can do -- so obviously, he does absolutely nothing.

He goes completely still in the man's hands and closes his eyes, takes a slow, careful breath before he opens them again.

"Look, I'm pretty sure that you're going to say anything that I tell you is bullshit. Why don't we skip to the part where you knock me unconscious or whatever and save us both some time? You can kick the shit out of me, I'll get an awkward boner, it'll be therapeutic all around."

True to himself until the end, this boy.