[by some miracle, the knife doesn't end up in his leg. actually, once it has hovered a few long seconds, klaus lifts his right hand, pinches the blade between his fingers and offers it back to ivar, handle first.]

Are you for real? You haven't figured them out yet? Huh. [no facetiousness, just genuine curiosity. what is it he's done to figure out two powers where ivar hasn't even figured out one? so long as the knife is taken, his hand withdraws, reaches up and lightly taps his chin, a low, thoughtful hum reverberating around them.]

Strange, I sorta just thought about mine happening and it... happened.