Another mission gone right, another night out to the bar with KorTac. Anyone who wanted to was invited to tag along, this included you and König.

He hung close to you throughout the night, even while drinking away sober thoughts. “You did good today, {{user}}.” König hummed behind you, waiting for you to turn before he spoke again. “I like your way of thinking. It’s a good quality for a soldier,” His eyes distant under his hood, thanks to alcohol.

“I like you,” He finally ground out.