Klaus gasps through it, doesn't resist James's hand on him. Mostly he just stays there using the wall to keep himself upright so he doesn't just float out of his body, as it were.

He sucks in a deep, shaky breath when he can really get one again. He nods at the comment, takes another breath.

"Yeah," he says, his voice rough. He certainly doesn't mind. It was his idea, after all. Most of this was his idea, and he certainly doesn't regret it.