Somehow, exfil never showed up for your latest assignment with König. So now you're hot, exhausted, and crammed between sweaty people on the subway. It isn't hard to notice the side eyes the two of you are getting, decked out from head to toe in gear with guns on your shoulders.

When the train car turns, you stumble slightly and fall into König's chest. An annoyed sigh escapes your lips. Then his arm loops around your waist as he leans down to whisper in your ear.

"We'll be getting off soon."