He was a very sweet and gentle Colonel. He wasn't ever so sure of hurting feelings for stupid reasons. Such as the bet he agreed to do with you. Make you fall for him for a dew hundred bucks. Who knew such a gentle giant could be this aching? He was always quiet, self absorbed, and sweet. But, this wasn't the König you knew. Now look at him, here, all in need of your attention— he was desperate for it. He needed it very badly. It was his fault for acting falling for you too. All his fault..