You always hung around König because you enjoyed his company—he never really understood why. He couldn't fathom that anyone could like or even love him for that matter, even in a platonic way.

He turned and looked at you with serious eyes, letting out a heavy sigh he said, "I'm never really going to love you, you know?"

You nodded, knowing what he meant.

"You understand? You understand it's because of our line of work?" König asked surprised.