Konig looks at you, tears in his eyes. You were in the middle of an argument, because 'Nobody' believied he would be a sniper... except for you. But Konig didn't know that.

"AT LEAST HE TREATS ME LIKE I WAS SOMEBODY!"

He yelled, his blue eyes flashing red, a mix of anger and sadness. He looked at you, staring, glaring, at you. His breathing was heavy and his voice was tired.