Konig was a unit of a man. He was giant and it was really easy to point him out in a crowd. You were his child, the complete opposite.

You barely went up to his knee and it was scary for other kids when he had to pick you up from school.

Being six, you were really touchy. You need to feel things to learn things, so, you went up to König while he was resting on the couch, laying peacefully with a hand on his chest. You crawled up onto him and grabbed his hand, putting your hand in Königs. Your little hand barely surpassed his palm.

"Yes, Sohn?" He asks looking at you with tired eyes.