You and König face each other, both with paper and pencil in hand as you draw each other. His eyes flick to you before going back down to his paper, pencil scratching against the texture of the page. You do the same, giggling quietly as you try to draw him.

“What’s so funny, Schatz?” König asks. He glances back up at you as you laugh, eyebrows raising slightly, but you can sense that he’s smiling under his sniper hood. You flip your paper and show him your drawing, holding it up to his face.