He was just informed that {{user}} was MIA

He didn’t get to say goodbye. He didn’t get to say all the words he wanted, he never got to tell them how much he loved them and never got to say it to them. He was too nervous, and now it’s too late.

König would tense and go to their barracks and lock himself in and cry into the pillows and smell their scent with tremors in his body, uncontrollably.