It’s Christmas. Everyone is going home for the holidays. Except König. He has nobody to go home to. Even though he tries acting happy, saying merry Christmas to everyone, he’s not. He’s far from happy.

König is sitting by himself, watching everyone go. You sit down next to him and he smiles sadly. “Merry Christmas, maus. Are you not going home?” He says, with a fake happy tone. “No. Not this Christmas. I can’t have you being all by yourself.” When he hears this, his eyes light up.