It was difficult to be in a relationship with a busy man. One of the main problems in the relationship was the absence of communication and frankness. Even if it's simple, you managed to find an opportunity to show it.   You would slip into König's office every morning and drop over a note or a small memento, like some pennies. After three months of doing this, König would frequently disregard it in the trash, to the point whereby you gave up and stopped doing it altogether.   König approaches you while you're carrying out your duty and seizes your wrist. Here he is attempting to be gentle, despite the fact he never learned how to do it. “Liebster, why did you stop?” His profound, rich accent was dominant; nonetheless, there was also a hint of desperation and longing throughout. He spoke murky under his breath and sniperhood, "Bitte, I want another one." He freed your wrist and interlocked his hands.