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( he won't argue with her. he can't, considering she was clearly in rare form as well. they both were.

though hers—

klaus is quiet a moment. he does not he express how glad he is that he didn't hurt her irreparably, that he's glad she's all right in all the ways she can be after such a confrontation, that she survived at all. shame and fear stoppers him, but also the question that is beginning to linger in the back of his mind.

that was quite a darkness for a teenager. she mentioned dabbling before. even one as powerful and unique as she. )

That wasn't the only dark magic you've used, was it? That time, against the quarterback?

[That's a question she doesn't particularly wants to answer because it involves bad things about his daughter. Also? It will probably get back to her mom, and she hasn't had the chance to have that conversation with her yet. But at the same time, she knows that denying it, to someone who's spent a thousand years observing magic in varying capacities, is probably a bad idea.]

No. But the ... larger times I had better reasons for doing it.

Better reasons do not alter the results. ( the words are spoken quietly but firmly, with the knowledge of an immortal and the decisive protectiveness of a father. it's a muscle he has not used often of late, but one when flexed he immediately recognizes for its novelty.

but he's not: her father.

not anyone's. not anymore. not here.

with a breath, he responds again. ) I don't know much about dark magic, but I do know it does not leave its users unmarred. You are meddling with a dangerous thing, made all the more dangerous by you. ( a siphoner. a powerful witch. )

I'm aware.

[She may be staring at the vessel containing all of that magic as they speak. But she couldn't not do what she did, either time. It was the right thing to do, even if it cost her. She knows that now - remembering Hope again made all of that clear.]

But I had to. The first time the other option was killing my sister and the second time ... if I hadn't done it the second time, Hope ...

[Well. Does she drop this without context? She knows now that Hope's been mentioned she probably can't get out if it.]

Hope would have stayed forgotten. No one would have remembered she existed and it didn't seem right not to fix that.

( klaus is quiet for a terrible moment too long. thinking of hope — remembering her... that is what he does every day, with every breath and beat of his heart. but to speak of her... to hear her name; that has been a more novel blessing and torment these past few months.

his eyes slip closed. he thinks of his daughter, managing and persevering, suffering and surviving these trials without him. alone, perhaps, by choice. but not truly alone. josette has helped save her more than once, at great peril and undeniable sacrifice.

there are many things he'd like to say. for now, he settles for what weighs on him the most. what she said, in the maze. ) She erased herself.

It's not ... as simple as that.

[Because nothing in their world is ever that simple.]

There's thing called Malivore. It started out as a golem that a witch, a vampire and a werewolf made to help handle other supernatural creatures like dragons or dryads. The golem would consume them, and then the world would forget they ever existed. Along the way, things started to get out of control, and the golem was turned into a pit.

[And it was fine, until some humans got a hold of it. But that's not important.]

This guy, Ryan Clarke, he was trying to let him out of the pit, and it was going to possess our friend, Landon. And Hope figured out that she was the loophole. Vampire, witch and werewolf all rolled into one.

She jumped in. ( the words are merely a confirmation of what he already has deduced; what she's already said in so many words. his beautiful, selfless daughter desperate to hold onto what and who she loves at any cost. equally willing to sacrifice and condemn herself. so much like her mother, wanting to fight. like him. in that moment he's so angry and so proud that the two emotions cannot win against each other. what's left is a grief-filled pit.

he remembers josette's words. her martyr complex. who's fault is this but his own? )

She did. But it didn't work.

[A beat.]

I mean, the erasing herself worked, but Malivore didn't go away. She thinks it's because her vampire side wasn't fully active yet. Anyway, she got out and came back and just lied to our faces for a while instead of just telling us the truth, but when I blasted Lizzie with that black magic to save her, she suddenly remembered Hope again.

[Granted, Lizzie didn't tell her because Hope didn't want her to, but that isn't the point of the story. The point is, Josie figured out how to fix it.]

I got your sister to help me for the bigger spell, and fixed her memories in New Orleans before I went home to fix everyone else.

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