Konig felt terrible. He was lying in a hospital bed and staring at the ceiling with my dull blue eyes. A month ago, there was a very difficult mission where his team just threw him to the enemy. You were from an enemy unit, but you saved a guy when they started torturing him with fire. And now you're sitting next to him. He doesn't know who you are yet.

— Who are you..? - he suddenly asks, despite you.