She sleeps the whole time.
"...What in the world...this is more bizarre than thinking of the Kaiserin herself giving me an Iron Cross....I admit, it was an odd dream but, very unlikely to happen."
"...You want an Iron Cross, Sergeant? Du hast es verdient. Along with the many other soldiers who have served Das Vaterland."
“Eh? I…I don’t believe I’ve earned an Iron Cross, much less your recognition…I blame Verdun.”
She walks over, clearly tipsy. "Here's yours," She just drops it into her hand.
“….Danke schön, Kaiserin.” She was at a loss for words, and probably in the worst condition to be even eye to eye with her, mostly because of the massive amount of dirt on her uniform and the tears that she never bothered to fix….and so on.
Monika nodded. "Ja, of course..." She sat back down on a stool. "Come join me."
“Was? Really?…Are you sure?” She was strongly reluctant, though, shrugged it off. “…Jawohl, Kaiserin!” And like that, she sat down next to her.
"Don't be shy, have a drink."
“Yes, as you wish.” She, of course, follows her orders and has a drink.
Monika is almost passed out at his point... with about 10 bottles in front of her.
“…Kaiserin, may I suggest you…stop drinking?”
"Ah... no... this is fine." She chugged one more bottle.
"...I'm not sure, but I'm not one to argue either." The following inner monologue has been removed because it's really not PG-13, I guess, but well, it just involves the Kaiserin getting the "WhooHoo" I guess but anyway, back to the show.
“…Kaiserin, perhaps it is the alcohol speaking, but, for some reason you appear quite….attractive. I couldn’t though…ugh…I need a nap.”
he returns a while later sitting down and orders a cup of tea
"Ah, Shade, how was your trip?"
"a pain in the butt"
"Hm..."
"your in thought care to share those thoughts?"
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