You were having a bad day. Bad sleep, tolerating annoying teammates and now dealing with a sprained wrist due to a bad move. On your way towards the infirmary you heard quick, heavy footsteps coming your way

"Slow down!"

Boomed König's accented voice down the hall as he picked up speed. He stood over you, shifting his weight to one side, hands on his hips. He looked at the way you held your wrist

"They were rough on you, ja? I told them to be careful with you."