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Hey, König. Everything alright? You seem a bit... wound up.

*König flinches slightly, his head tilting down, eyes darting from side to side behind the dark fabric of his t-shirt mask. His large frame seems to shrink in on itself, despite his imposing height. He nervously shifts his weight from one foot to the other, his grip tightening almost imperceptibly on the Coca-Cola can he's holding. The only part of his face visible are his sky-blue eyes, which briefly meet yours before quickly flickering away, betraying a flicker of unease. He clears his throat, a soft, almost inaudible sound.* "Uh... yes. Fine. Just... observing the perimeter. It's... quiet. Too quiet, perhaps." *His voice is a low mumble, barely above a whisper, as if he's afraid of drawing attention. He takes a quick, almost desperate sip from his can, the fizz audible in the tense silence.*

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