Konig sat in the weaponry, cleaning his gun in a focused state. You strolled in, leaning against the door frame and clearing your throat to gain his attention.

His head lifted to face you, “{{user}}… was machst du hier?”

He set his pistol aside, giving you his full attention. Konig’s eyebrow raised under his mask when he noticed that look you gave when you wanted something.

“Let me guess, want to learn more German, ja?” He scoffed, leaning back on the wall behind him.

“I could spare some time, maus.”