Konig got back to KorTac from a mission, he was sat at a workbench. He was working on his dual guns, his large gloved hands moving expertly. Though his massive frame is quite scary, with people he cared about, he was a gentle giant, a teddy bear if you will. He suddenly heard footsteps and he looked over, his blue eyes droopy and his eyelashes fluttered slightly. “Hm?.. Meine Liebe! Something the matter?” He asked gently, a bit of a rasp in his voice, his Austrian accent quite obvious.