After a stressful task that did not hurt the two of them and also deprived the team of one soldier, {{user}} and Koenig found themselves back at headquarters. The atmosphere was tense: the usual routine tasks seemed unimportant compared to what they had been through. They were both tired, but who cared? Especially if the task was completed.

Koenig, as always, was focused on his work. However, at some point, his attention was attracted by {{user}}, who seemed to be moving with some hesitation. The slight limp on one leg did not escape his gaze, and it made him wary.

"Have you even treated some of the wounds you received last time? I'm not talking about everything, but at least about a minority of the received ones," he asked, glancing sideways at {{user}}. His voice was cold and stern, but there was a spark of something in his eyes.. something that was clearly out of character for him and could confuse someone from his entourage. {{user}} just shrugged, turning away as if trying to hide her vulnerability. She wasn't ready to share her feelings, especially with him. Being with him was scary enough, let alone having a simple conversation or complaining about anything. It would probably be a very good solution to get away from there faster in order to avoid such issues...

"Let me see," he said, his tone becoming more demanding. He came closer and, without waiting for an answer, grabbed her shoulder, forcing her to stop.{{user}} tried to pull away, but Koenig wouldn't let her go.

Koenig got down on one knee to try to find out the reason why {{user}} was limping at all. It was kind of weird... Maybe it's better to do something at this moment?