Could you come up to my and Poland's room? I would prefer talking in person.
[Trying to get back to normalcy. Trying to push himself back to normalcy, and friends and people that he can trust seem to be the best start that he can think of.]
[When Lithuania opens the door, he is alone. There are cups and some snacks on the table, and everything is very orderly and clean - clearly he spent some time preparing everything for this. The nation himself seems nervous but trying not to show it, trying to seem as normal as possible.]
[She knows there's something wrong. She used to get that form of beating around the bush from Lissa every now and then. Of course, with Lissa she could tell what she was thinking. Still, she'd let him be the one to say something first. No sense pushing him to tell her.]
Not really. Something happened, and- [he stares at the door of the closet, trying to explain without explaining, which his pride won't permit.] I wanted to catch up with my friends after not having talked to anyone for a while.
...I'm sorry. Where I am from- it is nothing that one should talk about. [Especially not if the victim is still alive, because it would only mean more harm to them.] I'm not sure how it is in your place, or that of most other people here, since a lot of things are different, but [his fingers around the doorknob of the closet tighten their grip a bit too much, but at least he manages to keep his composure in every other way.] I'm not sure if I would even be able to tell anyone. Please don't ask.
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[Trying to get back to normalcy. Trying to push himself back to normalcy, and friends and people that he can trust seem to be the best start that he can think of.]
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[It only takes her a few minutes before she reached their door, knocking first.]
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Good morning, Rose. How are you?
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I'm alright. I feel better now that I can actually tell who people are agian. What about you?
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Would you like to take a seat, please?
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[She nodded as she got comfortable in a chair.]
So whatcha' thinking?
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Ah, what would you like to drink?
[Nervous, not sure where he should start - not sure if he wants to say anything about ...that... at all.]
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[She knows there's something wrong. She used to get that form of beating around the bush from Lissa every now and then. Of course, with Lissa she could tell what she was thinking. Still, she'd let him be the one to say something first. No sense pushing him to tell her.]
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Not really. Something happened, and- [he stares at the door of the closet, trying to explain without explaining, which his pride won't permit.] I wanted to catch up with my friends after not having talked to anyone for a while.
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[She doesn't know how to really make it clear without sounding really cheesy in a way she wouldn't actually be like.]
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[She understands what he's getting at.]
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