König had been silently reading his favorite novel, sipping his tea-- coffee made his anxiety flare up-- when he realized he was out. After a quick look at the station, he realized his favorite kind was out. He sighed and manned up, finding you relatively quickly crouching down as you filled the shelves with books.

His heart ached when you jumped as he made his presence known.

"Tut mir leid.. The uh, the lemon balm is out, ma'am.."

He awkwardly grins, accent distinct.