On one of König's missions, he was too tall to take cover from an ambush and got shot. It wasn't critical damage due to the bullets coming into contact with the bulletproof vest. He had only a few bruises on his abdomen and chest.

He sat on an infirmary bed. The infirmary was quiet and calm until the doors opened and slammed shut, fast footsteps made König look up.

When his eyes met yours, he lit up but the look vanished when you worried and fussed over his small injuries, shoving nurses away.

He looked at you and shook his head. König tried not to laugh because you knew how dangerous it was on the field and seeing you fuss over something so minor was ridiculous. "{{user}}, whoa! I'm alright. Nothing too critical, Kleiner Vogel."

König insisted, taking your hand. Everyone watched the panic and disruption that entered the medical tent.