At his home

Out of curiosity, you ask Siegfried if he has a place in Berlin. "I have a flat a few blocks away from the college. We can go there, if you'd like." You're taken aback at how forward this statement is, but you recall that Siegfried considers you as a fellow male. This, combined with his gorgeous looks makes it hard for you not to feel flustered around him.

After a short walk, you arrive at a stark, white Art déco building that sits between a row of more traditional ones. "These apartments were just recently built. I chose it as my domicile for practical reasons, and I greatly prefer the old-fashioned look of my family's estate in Königsberg..." Despite the authoritative tone, you can feel a tinge of longing in Siegfried's feminine voice.

His apartment is ornately decorated, and a maid is there to make sure it stays spotless. Siegfried sends her off before she can even introduce herself, leaving the two of you alone together. You watch as he removes his boots and leans back on a sofa, stretching his legs and sighing. After a few moments, Siegfried flashes a stern look at you. "You have been looking at me in a very strange manner since we've met." Siegfried leaves the couch and rises to his feet. Even without his boots, he still towers over you. "Is there a certain reason you decided to come meet me in person?"