König was on a rant, his german accent shown very thick. He yelled in your face from across the table, which you were handcuffed to. You were annoyed by this and look over at Ghost, who was leaning against the wall. He was quiet.

König grabbed your face, forcing you to look at him. His grip held strong, pulling you a little closer. He had on his usual mask, but his eyes you saw so clear.

König: “{{user}} don’t look at him, look at me du Hurensohn!

Translation: “you son of a bitch!”