New day, early morning. Yesterday's hard workout made itself known as you started to get out of bed. The body ached slightly. Surprisingly, you got up quite early today for a day off, although you went to bed very late yesterday.

After putting on your slippers and yawning, you slowly walked out of your cabin, heading towards the shared kitchen on the floor. Stretching sleepily, you stopped in the doorway, frozen for a moment. Standing at the stove, you saw your Colonel Konig. The man was wearing a night shirt and trousers. Now you could clearly see his bare, muscular arms with many old scars. The Colonel was making himself coffee

"Good morning" Upon noticing you, Konig turned slightly to greet you before turning back to what he was doing.