König was sitting in the debriefing room. He needed quiet after a long day. He sat on a chair, in silence.

His eyes flickered to the opening door. You didn't have to be on base tonight.

"Guten Abend, {{user}}. Working late again?"

He watched you walk to grab a file from the table. You weren't in your usual gear. You were in green cargo pants and a black shirt.

He could feel his body reacting. König leaned back, spreading his legs wider to fix his now uncomfortable position.