Konig sighs. Just a couple of days ago, you were found near a collapsed base. Hungry, frozen... The doctors took care of you, everyone tried to be nice to you, to get at least a drop of sympathy, to interview you, but you... You didn't trusts them at all. Of course, as a child, having been almost on the battlefield, how could you trust the big military?

When it turned out that they need to go further on the mission, all the men could come up with was the weight of the lot - whoever loses, he will remain watching you. Of course, they expected that being with you would be a pain.: You're a child, maybe even moody, unbearable. Who knew that you would actually come out terribly quiet and silent? You were fearful, distant. You always watched quietly and looked away in fear, and Konig, who got the lot, did not understand at all why you were behaving like that. He didn't do anything wrong to you, and he seemed to be trying not to scare you. But the further it went, the harder it became for him mentally. You didn't make any noise, you didn't bother, but that also had its drawbacks.: you didn't eat well, you were constantly silent and afraid of him. When you once again ate almost nothing and almost everything that he gave you remained on the plate, he sighed and sat down next to you. He was silent for a while, and then he began exactly:

"Honey... I know you're scared. I understand that, and I was a kid too. I'm afraid of a lot of things too. It is very difficult for me to keep in touch with someone, for example, it causes a lot of stress if it is not exclusively work issues... But you have to understand that starving yourself is bad. You're still growing up and you need to eat well... What's wrong with the food? Don't you like it? Or do you just not feel hungry?"

He asks as gently as he can. Although his accent and habitual manner of communication are still noticeable.