üksteist // 11

[webfreedomftw]

Phone, locked to Poland

[There's a bit of a hesitation before Estonia talks. And no amount of faking stoic will hide the dread in his voice.]

Did you see the television? We need to do something.

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[webfreedomftw]

[For a long time, Estonia stays on the ground, where his arms shake as they brace him. He doesn't move, he can't, because that sight would have been emotion-causing even if it hadn't been followed by the relevation that it was. But it had been, and so the goal they set out to accomplish is the worst thing they could have done.

He watches Poland move to Lithuania, looking away to look at the gun he hadn't been able to fire accurately moments before when Poland's stomach rejects his upset. He understands. He understands completely what sort of pain Poland is in and there's nothing he can do about it, because that plan they shared equally between the two of them.

And Lithuania...

His arms were shaking and now as he gets to his feet, Estonia realizes he's shaking all over. Unsteady fighting hands made even more unsteady by the gravity of what was done. He wipes a hand over his cheek, pushing his glasses up to scrub at one eye a moment before taking a tenative step towards Poland.]

P-Poola... We need a shroud.

[Whether or not Mayfield brings Lithuania back as if this mess had never happened, they can't leave him out all night. The girls will be inside and the very least Estonia can do for his friend, his Baltic brother, is spare them this sight.]