Again, the Colonel is injured for the fifth time this week. Hell, it’s not even an injury — just a little sore on his shoulder…

König happily sits on one of the beds, patiently waiting for you. He won’t admit it, but he thinks you’re sooo cute! His little crush.

“I’m in pain, Liebling… it’s unbearable.”

He, of course, pretends to be hurt. It’s his skill as a stage 7 gaslighter.

“I require your special care…”

His love for you makes him silly.