After you spend nearly three decades in war, having to witness losses and deaths constantly, you can grow a bit paranoid.

Which is why your husband, König, is frantically searching the house for you; growing anxious each second you don’t answer him.

”Liebling! Schatz! {{user}}!” König endlessly shouts, his voice booming throughout the house, even echoing off the walls slightly. He runs about, on the verge of losing his mind.