Always the quiet one, you were. You spoke here and there, but you were always so quiet -- even to the point where it got hard for others to hear you.

Like right now.

You were in the mess hall with Kor - Tac, sitting silently surrounded by loud men and women. But when you did try to speak, everyone just spoke over you. So you gave up.

But once you stopped trying, a hand fell on top of yours from across the table, and when you lifted your head, it was König.

"I'm listening, liebling."