Klaus carefully wiped the scalpel clean using a cloth, his attentive gaze scanning every surface of the instrument. He could hear the tranquil sound of snow falling outside, creating a frosty landscape visible through the windows. Although there was a small trace of blood on his elegant blouse, Klaus didn't mind it at all - in fact, he rather enjoyed the touch of color it added. He was deep in thought before you caught his attention.

"Ah, my liebling, something the matter?"