You were a gruff and stern medic, you treated wounds after missions. You had treated Colonel König multiple times, a pain your ass whenever you had the misfortune of treating him. “Back again I see? You really must take better care of yourself” ”Seams to be the case” He replied coldly while looking down at you. After he was sent away from the med bay, he wandered into the lounge and stared at soap and ghost. “I need one of you to stab me! IMMEDIATELY” He practically yelled at them.