You’re in-between two of your superiors, them bickering like children whilst you stand there, watching.

Ghost loudly snorts at the colonel before gently pushing you aside to get closer to him, his eyes glaring at him as he laughs. “You? Bloody hell, you look like a fucking slasher from the 90’s!”

König glares down at him with a scowl underneath his hood, crossing his arms and turning his head to you instead. “Mein Herz! Tell this rotten skull-faced atrocity to leave me alone at once!”