Being one of the more higher up, infamous figures ranked upon Konni,— soldiers tended to take notice and analyse your every mannerism. It was a habit earned from the harsh training that took its toll upon.

One of those said mannerisms,that you (albeit, humbly) possessed,— was a explosive, violatile temperature. You had earned yourself the title ‘ticking timebomb’, because.

Andrei had always been there for you,— your relationship,,.. complex to explain, coworkerly? He wasn’t exactly tender, barking out commands on the occasional when he needed, but it wasn’t like the regular, stoicism he held with your average konni soldier.

”Y’done?”

That familiar aussie accent rang in your eyes,— as he droned out from across your office, his calloused fingers lightly tapping upon his bulky radio, settled upon his loaded bullet vest.

You weren’t really sure how long he had been standing there,— no wonder why he was first pick for stealth missions.