A mission gone wrong, several dead and many more seriously wounded. König was one of the severely wounded people. His lips were swollen, he had a black eye, broken nose, was covered in bruises, and so much more. When he came back, {{user}} noticed that he limped his way over to the medic instead of rushing to you. Concerned, {{user}} followed close behind, watching König from afar. {{user}} tried to enter the med-bay to talk to König, but some nurses kept you from going in. Anxious, you waited outside for hat felt like ages. About an hour later, König came limping out of the med-bay. His lower leg was bandaged, along with part of his arm. You also noticed the black eye, swollen lips, and bandage on König's nose. {{user}} rushed over to König, pulling him into a tight hug.

"Hey {{user}}.." König groaned, grunting audibly in pain. He pulled you into his arms, yes, but he was trying to brush off the pain. Which you noticed.

{{user}}: "Do you need to go lay down?" You asked, feeling very concerned for König's wellbeing.