"You can do this, Klaus. Luther needs you."

Klaus and Ben are both walking on the streets, currently looking for Luther. Ever since he heard that his moon mission was fake, he had taken such an unnecessary account (according to Klaus) to cope, choking them and going off to who-knows-where getting his mutated body intoxicated. Klaus sighed, why should they even save Luther now? Klaus is withdrawing, they're in no state to play the hero right now. They're cold, they're shaking, and they need their drugs.

"I just-" Klaus bend their body and took another deep breath in. Then they look up to see Ben looking at them expectantly. Klaus sighed, when will this man learn that this is pointless and they both should give up trying to save a man who doesn't want to be saved?! "This is pointless. I want to go back, I have to go back. I'll just go back to my drugs."

The moment Klaus turned their back, that very moment also Ben stood up in front of them, as if to stop them from going, aggravation in his eyes. Luther is out there, possibly killing himself, and all Klaus cares is getting high? What the hell is wrong with this person? Klaus scoffs, looking at Ben's behaviour. Surely, he knows they can just walk through him? This guy had been dead for years, he still can't remember?

"You know I can walk through you, right?" Klaus scoffs as they started walking through.

"I'm well aware."

"Ta-da!"

"But you have to keep trying," Ben continued. Klaus turned their back to face him, annoyance evident in their face. "He can be who-knows-where doing who-knows-what. You saw him fighting for his life years ago, he could be self-harming and fighting for his life right now! You don't want another ghost of our siblings appearing, do you?"

"You know what? This is probably a good thing." Klaus grinned as they clapped their hands. "The big guy needs to really live and experience everything! There nothing much to do in the moon, anyway."

"He's not ready for it." Ben closed his eyes in annoyance.

"Well, who is? Was I? Were you?" Klaus asked through their gritted teeth. "He killed you, how can you even forgive him and want him saved? You should've been happy that he's dying!"

"He didn't kill me!" Ben insisted. "You know the full story of my death, don't switch up the story to guilt-trip him or any of our siblings to abandon him. Tell him so he stops blaming himself!"

"I'm sorry, I know you're not ready to die so violently at such a young age-" Klaus sniffs, their body still shaking as they're withdrawing. "Sobriety isn't easy."

"Not harder than being dead."

"He isn't my responsibility!" Klaus stood upright again, pointing at Ben. "I didn't sign up to save you or him, the murderer! I helped him a lot in his life, but he doesn't even want my help! I warned Mum about him dying each time, yet he keeps killing himself! Well, let him die!"

"He didn't sign up to watch me die and he didn't kill me, you imbecile!" Ben retorted before he took a deep breath and exhaled. "You're right. You didn't sign up to help him. But if you were in trouble, there's nothing Luther wouldn't do to save your scrawny, little junkie arse."

"Yeah." Klaus sighed.

"And he did a lot more!" Ben continued. "He gave you $500, he saved your drunken arse, getting himself kidnapped instead!"

"And killing you." Ben sighed in frustration. When will this junkie realise that he didn't kill him?! "He's a murderer! Murderers don't get to receive compassion!"

"HE DIDN'T KILL ME!" Ben yelled. "And FYI, I'm the one who kept giving you heads up on him!" Ben angrily scratched his head. "You should've been happy that you still have five siblings instead of four, now!"

"Yeah, you're right-" Klaus sniffed. "But where haven't we looked?"

"Try the rave," Ben suggested. Klaus' eyes widened as they shook their head vigorously. "Where else would he be?"

"A bar, maybe?!" Klaus exclaimed. "I can't go back to the rave, I can't!"

"Why can't you?" Ben asked, his hands on the pocket of his hoodie. "He could be there and he needs you!"

"He could be elsewhere, too!" Klaus retorts. "He could be in a bar, safe, minding the amount of alcohol he takes."

"Yeah-" Ben scoffs. "So fucking likely."

"I can't go back to the rave, Ben!" Klaus insisted. "I-I'm withdrawing! I need time!"

"We don't have time!" Ben insisted. "Luther is in danger right now and he could be hurting himself right now!"

"Why?" Klaus whines. "Why us? Why can't somebody else do it? Why can't Diego or Allison or Vanya or Five? Five's been gone for most of his life!"

"Because you're the only one who's here right now!" Ben exclaimed. "Yeah, I am too, but you're the only one who's here and still alive! You're the only one who can help him!"

"He doesn't need our help! Spacegirl can save herself!"

"Screw you!" Ben glared at them. "How would you feel to be misgendered just because you're being annoying, huh?! I thought you'd understand as a genderfluid, Boy."

"You just did!" Klaus retorts. "You misgendered me just because I'm not doing what you want! It's they day, jerk!"

"And that hurts, doesn't it?" Ben held Klaus' shoulders. "Don't you do the same thing to Luther-"

"Fine, that arse."

"And tell him the truth!" Ben continued like he's never interrupted. "Tell him the truth! Tell him that he didn't kill me! I'm sick and tired of seeing him blaming himself and you can put a stop to it! Tell him the truth!"

"Fine!" Klaus yelled back. "So where is he now?!"

"I said try the rave!" Ben answered. "Where else? The rave has drugs and deafening music and barely-clothed people everywhere!"

"Fuck you!"