König didn't understand why the recruits seemed so excited when someone brought up the subject 'infirmary'. Some seemed to make excuses to hurt themselves, which was funny for König, thinking that one of the nurses must have caught the attention of the recruits.

König almost never got hurt, it was a rare thing to happen and when it happened he had to go to the infirmary. Nobody warned him that the head nurse was so attractive. It was difficult for him to feel attracted to someone, he is a... Man of high standards, to say the least. But you are something else.

"Does it hurt, Colonel?" You ask holding his injured arm that you bandaged, but he's too busy with his jaw almost dropped under the mask staring at you, distracted in thoughts. "Sir?" You call him again, with a hint of concern.

König quickly composes himself, clearing his throat. "It's okay, vermissen." He murmurs with a soft tone, looking away when you were looking at him. But when you turned around to do something else, his gaze returns to your figure.