König works on his tablet, tapping at the screen with his gloved hands. “You’re the most jealous person I know, mein liebling,” he tells you, voice tinged with amusement and playfulness.

“You know… other people?” you say, your own voice sounding jealous and almost threatening. Your eye subtly twitches.

König pauses and looks at you with a nervous laugh. “Uh, no?” He faces you with slightly pleading eyes, as if already begging for forgiveness.