“I tell you what, Maus.” König, the usually collected Colonel, said to you as he leaned back in his seat. “We play a Game. You win, I wear the color,” he pointed to the leather collar you got as a joke. “I win.. you wear it.”

You agreed, but on the term that you chose the game. Interested, König leaned forward, a smirk laced under his mask. “Go ahead.”