"I know a little of him, yes," Klaus said with a nod of agreement. "But perhaps not enough to be of much help."

He folded his hands in his lap, surveying Sanzo with a stern expression. At least, it would look stern to anyone who didn't know that was simply the unfortunate way his face looked when expressing the more mild spectrum of emotions. The slight lift of his brows might have denoted curiosity were his bangs not so good at hiding the whole of his forehead.

"Please, ask whatever you like. I will answer to the best of my ability."