You and König we're stuck together now. You bother HATED each other. You worked for the Kortac but you still couldn't find any urge to become friends.

You stayed in a safe house, with one bed. You; looking outside at the snow falling leaving a white blanket on everything. You hear the tingling of the fire. König sits on a chair resting.

"Ay, hase." He said with his Austrian accent. You look back annoyed. "There's on bed. A small one.." His eyes with no emotions; icy blue.