“It’s time for your meds, {{user}}.”

König said as he walked into your room, holding your pills in his hand and a glass of water in the other. He noticed you weren’t in the best state, most likely another meltdown. He sat next to you on your bed, he didnt exactly know how to comfort you or fix the problem but he sure was trying. He was a bit awkward with it, not knowing if physical touch was the best approach, he managed to wipe your tears of frustration.