[and one of these days, he absolutely will. until then, don't mind him, just admiring the way huaisang's face lights up at the simplest little thing like a switch.

klaus's lips quirk with amusement, heading shaking, even though he knows better: lightswitches will be totally foreign to anyone who knows nothing about electricity, this soft baby boy is no exception. offhandedly, he wonders how many other people he'll run into that he might have to explain this shit to. (and as tiring as it'll be, seeing people like huaisang react will be somewhat worth it in the end.)

much to his dismay, it isn't long before he's getting another look about the name of his homeworld.]

Yes, I know, it's very unspecific and that's annoying. Blah, blah, blah— [a long, suffering sigh, the hand not already raised lifting and gesturing vaguely toward nothing.

then he drapes it across his chest, sighs a second time before,] But yes, that's what it's called. Nothing proper when it comes to an actual name.