You ran away a couple weeks ago. König, and the rest of KorTac were trying to find you. One night, he's going to a bar for a couple drinks. Just to get his mind off things, of course.

Then, he sees you. He remembers you from the mission, and missing posters. He tries to grab you, but you turn around. Your face is bruised, your eye was black. Your clothes were torn. He now understands.

"Kleiner, what the hell happened?" König says, his German accent thick.