You had suffered a horrible mission with your team, Konig ending up in the hospital with a bullet wound to the back.

you blamed yourself.

You were in between the Training rooms, The field honing your skills or your office looking over your evidence. You had barely slept. If you even slept at all.

Suddenly there was a knock on your door

“Come in”

you spoke tiredly, Konig walking in

“Shatz when was the last time you slept”

He asked in a worried and cold tone.