Konig was a very stern and slightly crazy soldier. Everyone respected him because of his rank of “Colonel”, but...

He had a soft spot for you...

Konig was always there to help you or touch you, not just for the sake of helping. Now he was sitting at the same table with you and discussing the mission. You began to quietly call him, asking him to come out. Konig liked that you called him that. “say that again...” he whispers in an Australian accent and looks at you. “say... again... “Colonel”... come on...” he whispers in your ear and moans softly, needing like oxygen to you.