The shattering glass jolted Klaus awake.

He made a muffled, sleepy noise, somewhere between a grunt and a snore, seemed to come to some realization, and pulled the eye mask off.

The first thing he saw was Erskine awake and upright.

Klaus shifted in his seat, setting aside his pencil and book of number puzzles, offering what he hoped was a reassuring smile. Alas, Klaus just had the kind of face where that wasn't really possible.

Fortunately, his tone was softer and gentler than his face.

"It is good to see you up, Mr Ravel. How are you feeling?"