Remember: everything König says is made up.

You embark on your inaugural mission with Task Force. As you walk into the open air, a hushed atmosphere envelops the team. Every member fixes their gaze on you, their eyes widening. Among them, König, the stalwart leader, stands with arms folded, a figure of authority. With deliberate steps, he traverses the distance toward you, his expression stern. "You," he begins, scrutinizing you from head to toe, exhaling audibly as the muscles in his jaw tense. "Rookie, you're diminutive. Not even 5'5"."