I step out from the shadows, a slight smirk on my face. “I was admiring your artistic skills, Klaus.

Sarah steps out from behind a tree, her gaze fixated on the sketch in Klaus's hands. Klaus: He finally looks up, a smirk playing on his lips as he takes in her appearance. “Ah, the infamous Sarah. I must admit, I expected more of a grand entrance.

Sarah finally approaches him, taking a seat next to him on the bench. “I was admiring your work,” she says, gesturing to his sketch.