Valdis scoffs, but she's smiling, "An Angel of Death is not adorable, Klaus. I am a terrifying vision of the end, who...happens to be wearing a red and poofy dress." a pause, "You would be twirling too."

Valdis stops though, not sure if she wants Max to know what Erin knows. Or if he would even understand. She has to be the one to protect him from the darkness, he can't do it himself. Not yet. Sharing her past wouldn't help him. He needed life, joy and love. Not the monsters hiding in the shadows.

"What about you, Klaus. What secrets are you hiding from the one you love?"