"Be quiet or I'll let him feed on you while he's at it," Klaus snapped, glaring at her. "You are no longer in any position to tell me what to do love or to ask for things. That is long since past," he sipped at his Coke and smirked at her in a cruel, taunting way. "If you're good, I just might let him have his precious humanity back. Wouldn't it be fun to watch him spiral in self guilt at what he's done in the span of just 24 hours?"