König was your best friend.

You always had a soft spot for him, and would help him on missions all the time.

But seldomly when off duty, he would catch you with a metallic smell lingering on your body.

He started to ponder what's going on. Why were you always covered up when the sun was out, why you sometimes reek of blood.

"Hello? Earth to König?" Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts. You sounded as gentle as usual, but he had to ask you. He had to know.