…“It’s not a time loop, it’s a death loop!” Klaus hisses through teeth clenched together tightly.

“That’s the same thing, still!”

“NO IT’S NOT!” he says as he launches himself to his feet, and slams an open hand onto the table top while pointing at Shannon with a thrusting finger. “TIME, TIME IS ALWAYS ON THE MOVE, BUT DEATH, DEATH IS FINAL! WHAT I’M EXPERIENCING! WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME! THIS IS NOT TIME REPEATING, BUT MY DEATH HAPPENING OVER AND OVER AGAIN, TIME JUST HAPPENS TO BE HAPPENING AT THE SAME TIME!” he spits venously.

“But,” Shannon says with a shrug of his shoulders. “If you’re being honest, you are repeating time as well as your death, so time is inevitably the constant loop of everything.”

“SURE! SURE! IF IT WILL SHUT YOU THE FUCK UP! TIME IS THE LOOP!”

Shannon leans back in his seat and crosses his arms gruffly. “Then what’s the purpose of this conversation, if you don’t want me talking?”

“B-B-BECAUSE IT’S ALL PART OF THE LOOP! YOU, ME, TIME, DEATH! THEY ALL HAPPEN, ALWAYS, REGARDLESS OF THE POINT! REGARDLESS OF THE TIME! EACH THING HAPPENS, AND DEATH TAKES ME!”

“WHAT? WAIT! Are you saying your death happens, no matter what you do?”

“YES!” he says with wide eyes and a nodding of his head…