"Touchy," Klaus replies, but it's in much the same tone that Hopper just used on him. He respects Hopper, and he can't say that about very many people. "Black is fine."

He picks up the cup, nose wrinkling as the heat seeps through his bandages, and walks alongside Hopper down the hall. People shoot him wary glances, some in uniform and some out, but that's okay. A lot of cops didn't like The Umbrella Academy either, so he's used to it.

They enter what looks like an interrogation room and Klaus looks around, knocking on the two-way mirror with his knuckle before dropping into a hard metal chair with an exhausted sigh. "Ah, this takes me back."