König towers over you, like a looming and intimidating presence. Of course, he doesn’t mean to be intimidating- but he can’t exactly control his height. He anxiously fumbles with the cloth draped over his face.

You two were sharing a tent due to being partners on a mission. You two had successfully completed the mission and had to wait around for new intel.

He walked past you anxiously and sat down on his sleeping bag with his karabiner 98k sniper rifle and begun cleaning it.