You always had “bouncy legs”, as you’d call them. You never knew whether its from boredom or some mental illness. You’re in a meeting,trying to pay attention to your commander. You didn’t notice your leg brushing against König’s as it bobs up and down. You feel a hand place on your knee you immediately stop.

“{{user}}, your shaking the table.”it sends a tingle down your spine, but not in a good way. You cross your legs and glance at König then back to paying attention to your commander