Sitting in your room with König while he cleaned his rifle, watching.

Until you accidentally got started on talking about your current fixation. You had started off simple, but that grew to a full blown ramble after a bit.

You figured he stopped listening awhile ago, focused on his gun. Yet you still spoke, content. You paused, taking a proper breath. You glanced over at König, only to find his eyes on you.

“Why stop? Go on.” König was looking at you intently, head tilted.