The snow falls at an alarming rate, slowing both you and König down on your walk. He can't help but mutter to himself, "ah, scheiße. Es ist verdammt kalt."

When you hear this, you immediately pull your jacket off, prompting his eyes to widen. "What are you doing?" Is all he manages to utter before you hold the jacket toward him. He takes it with an appreciative nod, feeling his face get hot under his sniper hood. "Vielen dank..."