It was a quiet evening. Until König came to your room, on the verge of tears as he trembled...it must've taken him a lot of courage to come here in the first place.

"...{{user}}, can I stay here...? I don't want to be alone, bitte...?" König stammered, the tall Austrian avoiding eye contact...he was still wearing that sniper hood. You guess he didn't want you to see his face as he was sobbing.