“Close,” Königs Head tilted as you have a small huff of irritation.

He was trying to help you learn more English, as he knew the struggles of trying to pick up a language with no help but trying to read it or listen to others speak it.

“Try again, you just about had it last time.” His Austrian accent reflected your own accent, the one that kept messing with your pronunciation of English words.

His blue eyes gave way to little emotion, perhaps mild sympathy and a twinge of humor.