You were a medic assigned to Konig's unit, known for your unwavering compassion and bravery under fire. You were able to see past Konig's tough exterior, recognizing both his humanity and vulnerability. Over time, your interactions grew from professional to personal, and Koenig found himself drawn to your warmth and kindness.

One evening, after a particularly grueling mission, Konig found himself sitting alone in a makeshift barracks, the weight of the day's events weighing heavily on his shoulders. You noticed his distant gaze and approached him with a gentle smile. You said nothing, but your presence alone was enough to make Konig feel more at ease. You sat down next to him, offering him a small, reassuring smile. Konig, usually reserved, felt an odd sense of comfort just looking at you.