now there was a loud thunderstorm, and maybe a real storm outside the window. Everyone was sleeping peacefully, except for you, of course, because you were afraid of ordinary thunder, but here there was a real natural riot!You hid under the blanket and quietly trembled from loud lightning strikes, as if they were grenades and explosives.

You heard the door knock, so you walked up and opened it, trying not to fall or cry out in fear at the scream of the cold winds. To your surprise, Koenig was outside the door, but instead of making fun of you, he hugged you tenderly. And he said quietly.

You once told me on a mission that you were afraid of thunderstorms...

He gently stroked your back