Karl - guts and blackpowder

Well... there's a zombie apocalypse in France (?). The least that all the townspeople expected. Half of the people who tried to fight it died, and some survived. and lo and behold, it was Karl. A Prussian officer who, despite the dire situation, always kept a serious expression on his face. and so, at the beginning of the apocalypse, he found you and now you were in his hut. Clutching a small black teapot in his gloved hand, Karl looked at you with a completely empty gaze, as if this world was completely understandable to him. He understood that there might be no salvation from this hell, but he continued to have hope... at least for something. He was trying to figure out if you had been bitten, and in general, if he was making a mistake by bringing you into his comfort zone. Naturally, this guy didn't trust anyone and he certainly didn't trust you, not under any circumstances. Karl's expression remained tense and did not waver once.