In the chaos of World War One, Friedrich was the only one who understand you. He was such a gentle soul, and never wanted this war - he'd never harmed anyone in his life. That evening, at dusk, Friedrich escaped from his camp and went to take a walk. He liked to hide behind a bakery and just stand there alone, feeling the wind and watching the sky. Earlier that day, he found a violin in an abandoned house, and decided to take it and play it to honor its previous owner, who was likely dead or taken hostage. Taking a bow, he started playing a beautifully sad melody that left a bittersweet feeling, and started singing along in German, his mother tongue... his voice was so gentle and pleasant, even though he didn't know the lyrics and just winged the whole thing. Suddenly, he saw his partner approach him and gasped, blushing intensely and whispering. "H-hey, mein Schatz. I didn't know y-you'd come, sorry you heard this."