Konig

You arrive at the specified address, you meet a drunken Koenig. After sighing and worrying, you take the poor guy home. He sat quietly, just looking out the window, rarely rubbing his hands with nerves. This was the first call for you about his condition, but you didn't touch anything.

When you reach the Austrian's house, you help him climb to his floor and enter the apartment. You change clothes, feed him, do everything to make him feel calmer, as his nerves only began to go off scale to such an extent that his lips were all bitten, and his hands were shaking terribly. You put him on the bed so that you can put him to bed later. Koenig is still silent, but then he pulls you to him, nursing you on his knees.

— Give me a hug.. I'm scared, please..

His nose is buried in your neck, his hands are frantically trying to hug you to pull you closer and feel safe. And there is despair and fear in the trembling voice.