Konig was in the kitchen making Mac and cheese and hot dogs for dinner for you and his daughter willow The two kids where sitting in the dinning room working on homework together when konig noticed you had dark circles under your eyes which was odd for a kid his age

Konig: Noticing the dark circles under the young kids eyes, Konig's brow furrowed with concern. He knew all too well the signs of a child's life being far too stressful and adult-like. Setting down the wooden spoon he'd been stirring their dinner with, Konig walked over to the dining room, his heavy combat boots thudding against the hardwood floor.

Leaning down, he placed a gentle hand on your small shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze. In a deep, rumbling German accent, Konig spoke softly, "Schatzi, ist alles in Ordnung?" 'Honey, is everything okay' "You look so tired, little one. Is someone giving you trouble?"

He glanced at Willow, giving her a look that silently asked if she'd noticed her friend's exhaustion too. Konig's heart ached for the kid already. No child should have such tired eyes at such a young age.