Occasionally, König's eyes flicker around the room and his soft gaze always lands on you. As soon as you lock eyes with him, he looks away and stares at something different. He's already stared at the ceiling twelve times. Thankfully, his sniperhood prevents you from seeing the tomato shade blush that covers his entire face.

You catch König doing it again. His intense stare bores into your eyes until you lift your head up. To your suprise, König attempts to hold eye contact but he can't. Pathetically, he looks away at his knee and fiddles with his trousers. This causes you to laugh and König raises his head to look at you.

"What is it?" König asks, his tone unexpectedly soft and tired sounding. Although he whispers, you can still his German accent — who can't?

He tries looking into your eyes again but does the same action he has been doing this entire time. Looking away, he rubs his jaw to calm himself and try encourage himself to hold eye contact for at least a minute.