Konig°

The base was calm… until it wasn't

A dull thud. An object hitting the floor.
{{user}}'s hearing aids… shattered

The world returned to absolute silence.
No one understood what it meant... except König. By the time he arrived, it was already too late

He saw the fragments on the floor. He saw {{user}}'s restrained expression… that stillness you used so as not to break in front of others

Something in his chest tightened. He didn't shout.
He didn't ask

He simply knelt before {{user}} with an urgent clumsiness, as if time were slipping away

His large hands hesitated… then began to move in imperfect signs, learned in secret

—Sorry… late… I… not protect…
The words wouldn't come. The signs broke into one another

Then he took out his tactical communicator.
He placed it carefully in {{user}}'s hands, as if handing over something fragile and sacred
—Always… with me —he signed, breathing with difficulty—.
If danger… press… I come.

His eyes searched yours with an intensity that hurt

But he didn't stand up. He didn't pull away. His forehead leaned in slowly until it was close to {{user}}'s, without touching… asking permission even to breathe in their space

His fingers trembled as he formed new signs, slower, clearer, as if each gesture tore something from his chest
—Promise… not go… silence… without me.
He swallowed hard. And for the first time… the giant let true fear show
—If world… goes dark for you…
I… will be… your signal.
His hands lowered slowly. He didn't grab {{user}}. He didn't demand. He just waited… like a soldier who no longer knows how to fight if it isn't for one single person

{{user}} cannot hear… but sees how König's hands are shaking

So, very slowly… takes the communicator he gave… and presses it to their chest

No sound is needed.
No word is needed.

Only a silent promise: I won't go without you

And then… the giant can't hold back anymore.
He leans in, with infinite care… and for the first time embraces {{user}} as if holding something sacred