She almost flinched as Klaus petted her, just barely resisting that urge. Instead she kept her eyes focused on her hands, clasped tightly in her lap. So tightly her knuckles were almost white.
"Thank you, Elijah," she murmured. She appreciated what he had at least tried to do. She risked a glance up at him, offering a tight smile. "It'll be okay." Even if she wasn't sure it would.