[Well that explained his mood. Prussia leans back slightly with a sigh, the sound of the waves from the shoreline filling in the silence. He's never been good in emotional stuff; he should probably leave and let Iceland's brothers or friends take care of this. But still, losing a pet that way...
And the thing too. Was it the thing that had been making the snipping sounds the whole day long? Prussia's trying to imagine how it looks like, and he just ends up shivering a little.]
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And the thing too. Was it the thing that had been making the snipping sounds the whole day long? Prussia's trying to imagine how it looks like, and he just ends up shivering a little.]