König is tired. Damn tired. He worked every day, harassing his body into unconsciousness. But time after time, he still got up and continued his work.

And in the midst of all this, he reluctantly realized that he lacked the usual human warmth. He wanted to forget himself for a moment in the arms of someone, no matter how stupid it sounded.

He exhaled heavily, sinking onto a low bench in the armory, taking off his helmet. The long mission was finally over and it was possible to rest a little. His unconscious gaze swept over the other soldiers, lingering for a moment on one of them. Shaking his head, König leaned his head back against the wall behind him and closed his eyes